No my darling man
I am not creative
I just need to tell my story
When something special begins
and it all starts with you
Each time you come
My beautiful open book
My adventure with no other end
Just with you
In your arms again
Cuddled
It's you this sweet raise the roof of my head
I love to have
To move, to scream, to wait
and to show
what I find so beautiful
in this life in this world...
Don't you know?
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