Love Story

June 8th, 2008

  

My friends tell me she was trouble

She was too young for a man with a son

They even say my feelings for her are a bubble

I try to answer but I choose to run

It all started in a hot afternoon

I was captured by her blue eyes

In one I swear I could frame the moon

and in the other I just saw the sunrise

She walks nude down the beach

The summer breeze comes for a cuddle

Desperately the sea tries to reach

She rides her horse away without a saddle

She sets the fashion with her style

She pushes the boundaries so wild

Then she turns around with a smile

and makes me feel loved like a child

All went well until heaven came down in tears

I broke her heart but I had to set myself free

I chose a love story to live through us for years

over marriage that may spoil such memory !!!

  

 

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