A thosand angels cry when he smiles,
His beauty his grace his soul so pure,
Never was there a man like he,
A man with eyes of hate and love,
Still he holds me and whispers ,
The words that bring a tear to me,
He is a god to me and i am his queen,
We leave are mark when we pass ,
We are the ones to lasted we are the forever lovers.
For the one i love
COMMENTS
-