Every min breeze thus it blow love.

by raymond sawyer   Aug 20, 2013


Oh beautiful sun for one can feel your beautiful love the more one feel your love more once heart beat the sound of love every min with you is every min breeze blow thus it blow love to once heart.

To see a dove for one see true love to see a dove is to feel his love when one see a falling star does one wish upon but yet one see a falling angel for who's heart is fill with love every breeze blow thus it blow love.

To touch a rose is like touching once heart with love thus for every rose that one touch for a rose shall bloom with love for who's heart will be touch with love every min blow thus it blow love.

Every min breeze blow thus the birds shall sing a song of love to touch your heart with love for every heart that the song of love touch been fill with beautiful love every min breeze blow thus it blow love.

The more the breeze the more one think of your gorgeous face every min one see you by candle light thus for what one see is a angel with love in her eyes every min breeze blow thus it blow love.

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