The roads you passed, I will walk them
The place you lived, I will live there until the last of your fragrance is in the air
The glasses of water your lips touched, I kiss them thousand times a day.
The showers you took, I drink them everyday.
The air you breath out, I breath in every day.
Remember you kissed me among the flowers, I pluck them every day.
When the day comes, I will kiss you again between those flowers under the blue sky, when the sunset is on its way.
This is the way I want to love you, the way I want to live with you. The way I want to die with you.
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