She comes to me every time I close my eyes,
I can see her dancing in the moonlight,
The dress that she wears is sparkling in the light,
The love radiates through her smile.
I hear her whispering my name,
Calling out to me as if she is in need of me,
I see her moving towards me,
And i can't feel my heart beat,
She comes closer and takes my hand,
I look into her eyes and try to understand,
What she wants to say to me,
But I can't hear while she's speaking to me,
Cause her touch is so charming,
That I can feel my life drifting away from me,
Just like the clouds clearing after a stormy evening,
Just like the angels descending down to enlighten me,
And when I hold her close to me,
I can see her staring back at me,
Her tender skin as soft as a feather,
The night so harsh that it makes demons surrender,
I don't know who she is,
But in my life she does exist,
Her passion is just a kiss,
And I cannot resist it,
Ich varte hir, don't die before I do,
Ich varte hir, Shtirb nicht vor mir.....
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3 comments:
i dont think she didnt like it....
I do think, she liked it and treasures it..
i cannot believe whoever u wrote this for didnt like it.
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