The world’s wind pushes you up and down… don’t be sad, that’s how your waves always touch me…
Gently or with anger, they are always a beautiful hug…
Gently or with anger, all your feelings are mine…
Don’t be afraid on me… your waves are not eating my sand particles…
You always take one to your heart, but you send me thousands each day…
I know that many days are not kind… so don’t be sad because of your storms…
Because when they hit you then me, I become more smooth… and surely a lovely man…
Gently or with anger, they are always a beautiful hug…
Gently or with anger, all your feelings are mine…
Don’t be afraid on me… your waves are not eating my sand particles…
You always take one to your heart, but you send me thousands each day…
I know that many days are not kind… so don’t be sad because of your storms…
Because when they hit you then me, I become more smooth… and surely a lovely man…
2 comments:
Thanks for always being there...
I love you.
So beautiful....it touch me deeply..
belgium greetings
take care
marylou
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