"Viens ici dans mes bras...
Où les montres ne marchent pas...
Où chaque muscle, chaque fibre, chaque soufle est à toi..."
[pur F. " allé fais moi un beau sourire!" ; pour R. parce que...]
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6 comments:
That is beautiful.
Makes one want to squeeze one's soul mate... fantastique!
I have written theese few lines long ago during my first attemps to write something in french...some time later I continueded it but I finnally decided to drop the next part as theese 3 little lines concentrate all that there is to be said...Giving away yourself...Like a mothers and fathers give themselves to us, like lovers do too... isn't that the best of presents? :)
Maybe your question is meant to be rhetorical, but... yes. It is. ~
Wow...I just reread myself there...God! What is that grammar???!! Sorry guys...hahaha I'll be more carefull next time...
:)
I would appear to be blind to your mistakes.
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