3-My real jesus of my life

This is the first time I let go

By seeing it

Even with a sign above her shoulders
At New York

My heart to make 1000 turns second

Even faster than a motorcycle
from light

In truth I weep
But of joy

It is the only natural
nice
Of a smile
Emotional
shy
Beautiful as the light of heaven from heaven
In person before you

The sound of his mouth is a melody to my whole soul

Eyes of a dark brown
That when you get lost

You feel love
joy
the peace
calm

And even the desire to live and it is...