I like it

look under the blue sky
white snow
stops on your face
love on the side of the Seine River in Paris
can't catch up with the glass boat
does not feel sorry
has been drunken in your warm palm
clenched me.
smells of you secretly
with a childish scent of man
I like it on your chest
I like no time without direction
I like the good nature of love like this
doesn't have to look at what others are looking for
as you take me around
I like to wake up and you're around
I like to watch you drink soup on the bed
I like your hand on my shoulder
is like worrying that I'm going to disappear
for every inch of me thin
and sentimentality like this
has you all the way to the length of the day
has you on every page in the journal circle
a happy time
compared to the tenderness of the first meeting
is not all the same
can't find regret
has been drunken in your warm palm
clenched me.
smells of you secretly
with a childish scent of man
I like it on your chest
I like no time without direction
I like the good nature of love like this
doesn't have to look at what others are looking for
as you take me around
I like to wake up and you're around
I like to watch you drink soup on the bed
I like your hand on my shoulder
is like worrying that I'm going to disappear
for every inch of my thin and weak
and sentimentality like this
I like to wake up and you're around
I like to watch you drink soup on the bed
I like your hand on my shoulder
is like worrying that I'm going to disappear
for every inch of my thin and weak
and sentimentality like this
has you all the way to the length of the day
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