Amore

The first time I felt you so close

sitting by my side in a restaurant,

I could smell the intoxication of your cologne

while feeling the palpitation of my heart.

The first time our arms brushed

I was falling too fast and feeling too much,

but I didn’t care, it was an experience I didn’t want to forget.

The first time our eyes met

I was drowning in despair,

I didn’t want to believe my life was changing direction

but I was experiencing passion.

In you I want to cherish

I don’t want these memories to perish,

in you I’m devouring each pleasure

I don’t want to lose you because you’re my treasure.

Copyright@2005 Michelle Carreiro

Michelle Carreiro
Enviado por Michelle Carreiro em 12/09/2005
Reeditado em 02/11/2005
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