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Through the garden of love, Come take my hands As I guide you through this sacred land. Where the elegance of flowers Is touched by the brilliant dawn Of a new beginning Where our dreams become our destiny.
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As we stroll through This garden we are embraced, By the whispering symphonies Of the trumpet lilies. Upon the gentle voice Of the wind, the roses dance, In tune With the bachelor buttons, And thyme gathering destiny Of prestine solitude And passion from within.
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Deep shades of colors, Surround this garden Of enchanting beauty. The shimmering dew Rests on the untouched petals Of the evening primrose And where the everlasting grows.
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The wind whispers its lullabies In the distance, one can hear. The bleeding hearts cries As it calls out To the passion flower, Lily of the valley, and the marigold And awakens the warmth And endless beauty into the depths Of our eternal souls.
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As we journey through this beautiful Creation of eternal warmth and innocence, Upon us a faint reflection of sunlight in our eyes, And filling our hearts with desires And hints of everlasting love, A euphoric feeling from somewhere deep inside, Glancing at each other with eagerness, Responding to the tenderness of love's gentle kiss.
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This garden of innocent beauty, Beneath the glistening sunlight, And gathering destiny, We will be remembered, Until eternity of time. ~Author Unknown~
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Love is real Real is love Love is feeling Feeling love Love is wanting to be loved
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~MODERN PROVERBS~
5. It is usually not so much the greatness of our troubles, as the littleness of our spirit which causes us to complain.
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When you're sad Call on me There I'll be By your side All the time When you need someone else I will help, till the end, no good-byes When the fun is left undone I'm the one, count on me Cause I'm the one, by your side All the time, yeah I'm the one, all the time, by your side
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Ansiedad de tenerte en mis brazos, musitando palabras de amor. Ansiedad de tener tus encantos, y en la boca volverte a besar. Ansiedad de tenerte en mis brazos, musitando palabras de amor. Ansiedad de tener tus encantos, y en la boca volverte a besar.
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My love I’ll never find the words, my love To tell you how I feel, my love Mere words could not explain Precious love You held my life within your hands Created everything I am Taught me how to live again
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