Your presence makes my heart beat faster,
My voice is trembling when you’re next to me!
My love for you is really a disaster
In the most awful form as it can be!
It’s like a dangerous disease,
That can’t be promptly cured…
It’s endless as the water of the seas
And as the clouds it is pure!
I just can compare my love with nothing…
It can be called the one more wonder of the world!
And if I had to die right now
“I love you, honey!” would be my last words!
Confession
© Copyright: Наталья Чурикова, 2007
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