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The woman who I love is a piece of heaven in my hands, is a little light hot sun that shelters my soul asleep... The woman who I love is a moment of peace amid the bloodiest war, is the rain wetting the dry soil of a cultivated field...
The woman who I love is capable of drying up the last of my tears with her smile, and yet is capable of make me cry rivers just telling to me she loves me at the time that most i need...
The woman who I love is to be understood beyond the gaze beyond the physical and elemental things... she knows draw hope, amazing mornings, stellar travels and sublime encounters with just close her eyes and let go... and take me with her...
She causes that my soul is raised by the heavens and find yours in a cloud waiting for me with his beautiful youth and open their hands to get mine...
She knows my fears, my desires, my fears... she knows when I feel sorrow, pain, anguish and when I'm happy...
The woman who pulled out of lethargy love me, showed me that there are angels on Earth without wings who walk to our side, which ensures us in a special way... that although we can not distinguish them or see them, they are always taking care of us... She is so special that i think God put her on my way...
The woman who I love... is invisible to my eyes still... but she's so specific in my heart that i see her with my soul, without the touch i touch her, without the kiss kiss her.
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