My Illustration Desk

Los trazos y el tiempo se hacen uno, como resultado tengo líneas y según mi estado color, los que sólo a veces, a algunos pocos, dejo mirar. My lines, in freehand and the time becomes one, as a result, stripes, consulting my mood the color comes, and once in a while, to a few other, allow to watch.

Monday, March 14, 2005

Show me the way

The way of your touch is always heavenly and I love the way that you're loving me
You wrapped me up in the color of your love, you must be an angel high from above

How can I be sure that you won't go and what will be...

Save your kisses for me show me how you miss me, all so easily my lovin, save your kisses for me, cos I don't wanna be a summer love thing...

Are you gonna be there when I need someone and will I be always just the only one, I don't wanna have just another heartbreak, So tell me is your love true or a fake

How can I be sure that you won't go and what will be...

One kiss, one love, one word, one vow and nothing more, one night, one dream...

Save your kisses for me show me how you miss me, all so easily my lovin, save your kisses for me,save it for me.

- Unreal? could be possible, I don't know, The only thing that I know is that I am full of joy and I like it.

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