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Cant find anything in all the world better then to love and to be loved. Nothing except it can make me wanna live. Sometime ago i thought that i could always live alone,i watched erotic films and thought that i would be pleased enouph just imagining happiness, but i was wrong..i found out, what is like to touch the dear skin,that the most delicious meal is lips of beloved man,that happiness can happen even with me. I thought that i would always live in dreams, i envied kissing pairs while lifting up the escalator. i understand,why some old persons show their disapproval to such behavior..because they cant or just dont have this possibility of being happy like them, they are jealous as well as i was.Love is so wonderful its just like magic thats why i thought it couldnt happen to me. But it did.
I dont know exactly the present situation in Arabian countries,but many years ago (i saw a film about it)there was a tradition to arrange marriages. The bride saw her husband in wedding ceremony for the first time. And she had to live with this person for the rest of her life. And it didnt matter if she was able to love him or not. She got all treasures she wanted, she was served to, have to do almost nothing but make her husband happy. Beautiful country and miracle atmosphere...but i cant understand, how 1 person can take from another possibility to love..live without love for the rest of life..how cruel someone can be...love s the only real treasure,how isnt it clear?
How people sometimes feel each other in a long distance, walk through all the life waiting for one and the only,and if they happen to find love they will do all to be together ,close cheek to cheek..and thats the only real aim cause all others are false,fake.
nothing can stop me
because i love
nothing s above me
except my love
not only lonely
with u so close
u r dream my only
its u i chose
sweet lips my dear
can make me live
your voice is near
my heart s not weak
but beats like sparrow s
heats up my chest
it feels so narrow
its u i quest
I LOVE U dear..
so great to say..
u whisper near
thats make me ray
to stand next to u
to watch your face
to smell your skin-thats
can make me patch
all that did hurt me
that made me cry
u are the only
my love my guy
I really love u my dear
I dont know exactly the present situation in Arabian countries,but many years ago (i saw a film about it)there was a tradition to arrange marriages. The bride saw her husband in wedding ceremony for the first time. And she had to live with this person for the rest of her life. And it didnt matter if she was able to love him or not. She got all treasures she wanted, she was served to, have to do almost nothing but make her husband happy. Beautiful country and miracle atmosphere...but i cant understand, how 1 person can take from another possibility to love..live without love for the rest of life..how cruel someone can be...love s the only real treasure,how isnt it clear?
How people sometimes feel each other in a long distance, walk through all the life waiting for one and the only,and if they happen to find love they will do all to be together ,close cheek to cheek..and thats the only real aim cause all others are false,fake.
nothing can stop me
because i love
nothing s above me
except my love
not only lonely
with u so close
u r dream my only
its u i chose
sweet lips my dear
can make me live
your voice is near
my heart s not weak
but beats like sparrow s
heats up my chest
it feels so narrow
its u i quest
I LOVE U dear..
so great to say..
u whisper near
thats make me ray
to stand next to u
to watch your face
to smell your skin-thats
can make me patch
all that did hurt me
that made me cry
u are the only
my love my guy
I really love u my dear
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24.10.2005 в 09:39Love is so wonderful its just like magic thats why i thought it couldnt happen to me.
чувствую то же самое...
одно различие - я не встретила того, благодаря которому стала думать бы по другому... поверила бы в чудеса...
2Eve, с интересом читаю каждый твой пост, хоть и не комментирую почти ничего)...
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24.10.2005 в 09:45Love is so wonderful its just like magic thats why i thought it couldnt happen to me.
чувствую то же самое...
одно различие - я не встретила того, благодаря которому стала думать бы по другому... поверила бы в чудеса...
2Eve, с интересом читаю каждый твой пост, хоть и не комментирую почти ничего)...
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24.10.2005 в 22:27рада,что ты читаешь)я на твой дайри тож заглядываю иногда)
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24.10.2005 в 22:28обязательно встретишь))уверена