Dear “My Lady,”
Do you remember when we saw “the first snow” together on “Christmas day”?
You looked so “beautiful” like a mysterious “black pearl” under the “moonlight.” At that moment I knew I had to “run” to you and make you my “angel.”
From that moment on, you became “the star” I looked for every night, my “miracle in December,” my “first love.”
I used to ask myself… “What is love” before I met you. Now “my answer” is …
Love is… wiping your tears and whispering, “Baby, don’t cry,” because it’s “my turn to cry.”
Love is… waiting for you to “call me, baby” so I can shower you with “kisses and hugs” and keep telling you how much I “love, love, love” you.
Dear “My Lady,”Do you remember when we saw “the first snow” together on “Christmas day”?You looked so “beautiful” like a mysterious “black pearl” under the “moonlight.” At that moment I knew I had to “run” to you and make you my “angel.”From that moment on, you became “the star” I looked for every night, my “miracle in December,” my “first love.”I used to ask myself… “What is love” before I met you. Now “my answer” is …Love is… wiping your tears and whispering, “Baby, don’t cry,” because it’s “my turn to cry.”Love is… waiting for you to “call me, baby” so I can shower you with “kisses and hugs” and keep telling you how much I “love, love, love” you.
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