My Dreams.
The mouth might be silent but the heart speak,
The difference between seasons is time,
Death is a continuation of Love,
I decide to grow one in my soul, flesh and spirit,
Beauty is a word that replace ugliness in the sight of the beholder,
In her heart I treasure gold and diamond,
Her lips drips with words that breath life,
That is why my words for her never dies,
She is the spring I long for in a patch ground,
A legend to my seeking,
She is an answered prayer to the barren women,
The only gold in the bank of Spain.
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