Saturday, September 14, 2013

The only "write" way to love*


The only "write" way to love*

A simple stroke of words with a pen
But really do not know where to begin
Yes I did receive the letter from you
Happy inside my heart not to feel blue
I feel every word that you write to me
Open with love, romantic ecstasy
But a piece of paper can never be love
If this is all I have, 
It will be you then I will be always thinking of

Dom*Colucci 2013 

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