Tuesday, 24 April 2012

Miracles

Love is like a floating cloud, You never know where you wanna go, Or who is allowed. Sunlight sounded strong, Through many windows, All day long, Like a floating cloud, The rays bounce off of the meadows, With no overcrowd. Love is like a cloud, You never know where you wanna go, Or who is allowed, Until one day, Some way, You meet him, He notices you on a whim? Someway, He loves you All the way through, His face is all that is drawn, He’s never a pawn, Sometimes, he knows what’s going on.

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