LOWER YOUR VEIL, ALIVE LOVE, DO NOT HIDE YOUR SHY SMILE, THAT INNOCENT LUCK ACCUSES?, THAT FATIGES HOPE. REALIZE THAT THE DARK GOES TO YOUR PATH TO SEARCH

CORRESPONDENCE OF YOUR LOVE, WHICH OFFERING IS TO SOMEONE WHO IS LOST.

GEMIR AND SUFFER A HOPE WITHOUT DESERVE YOUR DEITY, WITHOUT ASKING FOR YOU THE AWARD OF MY DESIRED HAPPINESS

OFFENSE WORSHIP AND TEARS ARE YOUR INDIFFERENCES, I WOULD SAY MORE CRYING IN MY EYES ABOVE WHAT MY WORDS INTERRUPT AND MY THROAT IS NUMBERED WHEN TO MY MEMORY YOU ARRIVE.

AS YOU SEE YOUR ANGER CAUSE DELAY MORE YOU, THE KISSES YOU ADD; IN PAYMENT OF LOVES DO NOT THINK ANGRY, SPREAD YOUR EYES THAT THE MAN WHO MAKES YOU MORE DESPISE DOES NOT WANT BUT AUDACITY AND ROLL.

AS YOU SEE, THE VERSES THAT I CONSERVE IN MY MIND HAVE BEEN BORN BY A MIRACLE, NOTHING IN THEM IS MINE ALL THAT DON IS YOURS; BUT THAT YES, WITHOUT A GREEN THE NAKED SOUL IS STILL, AND SOMETIMES YOU PUT MY BITTERS ON, OTHER MORE PLEASURES, MORE PURE, SONGS WITHOUT WORDS, WITHOUT THOUGHT BAGS EMOTIONS OF FEELING, THIS SILENT GENTLE OF LOVE AND PENALTY THAT IN THE FUND OF MY CELLED CHEST SOUNDS; CONFUSED ASPIRATION THAT LIVE ANHELO, ALREADY IS SONG CONCERNED OF MY SOUL ARE MY LOVE INJURED.

THIS IS WHAT MY LIFE SWEATS AVOIDING MY BITTERESS, THAT'S WHAT MY SOUL CALLS * HEAVEN * AND SHOULD NOT HURT HIM ........

YOUR NAME SAYS THE AIR THAT I RESPIRE AND VISLUMBRA MY SOUNDS JOYS; AND MY LOVE WAS SINCERE CONFESSION AND OYERON YOUR THEY HEARD YOUR SILENT JOYS , ONLY YOUR SECRETS YOU KNOW MY WOMAN ...... OPEN SKY

by

Jose Torrealba

Love Pretty