I want to be always stuck to your colored soul,
To the peace I need in my life,
In the coming summer,
That it will be hot, if I can love you.
I am writing this poem so easy to read,
So easy to understand.
To ask your forgiveness for being so difficult to explain,
What you are to me and what I would be if you would stop loving me
This poem is very lame, I have notion,
But if it were not for you, it was not worth dreaming.
Let's be happy without understanding the reason,
Let's build our house, our home.
We become accustomed to our life,
We conform to love,
I don't know how it would be a dissimilar reality,
But it would certainly not be so gratifying.
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