Ik houd van jou

My dearest Geart...

We have limit in this life.
Faith can take you from me.
This soul of mine never wants to let you go.
Every breath whispers your name.
till i am gone...
unless the story of our love.

Dedicated only for you,

Love
Via

The News of Love Story

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

supair

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Hey,

Im sorry honey i didnt knew we were already in second stage. Now all this effort is for nothing becouse now i look like some one that tries to much . Just send it back to me becouse we dont have to do these things anny more .

Hhahaha, wrong moment you would think ha. Oke honey, this is me playing a game of supair. I didnt knew there were pictures taken and i was thinking lets try to explain to via how the game works. Here it is and yes im wearing the weird yellow clothes again. I like to be different and stick out of the rest with thair cool red, blue, black collars. < If you have a competition they all look the same eccept for me in my ugly yellow suit. People recognize me and alwais know i was the one who shot them. Hhahaha but enough mumbling for now.

Please dont stop sending me songs. Now i realy have a reason to beg for something. Im addicted to your singing voice and got all your cd's :p.


Xx

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Near You


'Neath velvet cloth of night and shadows,
my heart confessed its thoughts to the wind.
I could feel your smile from a distance
with the touch of your closeness profound.

The sun reached behind a fading sky,
so the moon could take its proper place.
Day to darkness, brightened by the stars,
leaving upon the blue waters
a shimmering portrait of your face.

You, with all your savoring sweetness,
tenderly pierced the walls of my soul
as you wove a new tapestry with
the golden threads of your hope and love.

Yesterday you offered me courage,
today you endowed me with your strength.
Every moment together, a gift.
Every day a celebration of life.

How lovely the music of your heart.
You are the air I breathe, sound I hear
and the spirit that gently moves me.
I don't wish for the moon, I have the stars.

- Orania Hamilton -

Geart Training May 09