I read your words
I read your words
To recognize a soul
Full of passion and philosophy
I read your words
And if they were Spanish
Or if they were French
I’d still fell in love
With their beauty
I read your words
Like music they flow
Bringing their love into the world
I read your words
But what they don’t now
Is that they’re being cherished
For the thoughts from which they’re born
I read your words
And I discovered
They’re being carried
In the core of you
To recognize a soul
Full of passion and philosophy
I read your words
And if they were Spanish
Or if they were French
I’d still fell in love
With their beauty
I read your words
Like music they flow
Bringing their love into the world
I read your words
But what they don’t now
Is that they’re being cherished
For the thoughts from which they’re born
I read your words
And I discovered
They’re being carried
In the core of you
Reacties op dit gedicht
| diepdenker: | Zaterdag, juni 14, 2003 10:41 |
| ...met en over veel liefde...whauw, ik voel me echt vereerd...een meisje die zo'n gedicht voor me schrijft, die zit voor altijd in mijn hart... dikke kus, lieve meid, ik heb je enorm lief | |
| aphrodite: | Vrijdag, juni 13, 2003 19:07 |
| Prachtig! Met en over veel liefde geschreven. Liefs xxx |
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| DrieGeetjes: | Vrijdag, juni 13, 2003 17:31 |
| And so are yours... Don't forget, Amber. *knipoogie!* ;o)x |
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| Auteur: shadowboxer | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: cartooneke | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 13 juni 2003 | ||
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