The nest of my
Love
The nest of my
love is a castle I built it up with sand particles, one by one, of heart beats.
Rooms lighted with golden rays of a sun that
shines most of the days.
Roses petals on my bed of the garden, where jasmine
shade it's
fragrance and the tempting wed
fragrance and the tempting wed
Fragile, they said why would I care the wind will
break so be aware
We are ready expect the blow when harm is done no
hugs no dreams.
No tear flow soul will
hide the hurt side.
Cause the castle is made of sand of dreams nothing
with glow.
Yar
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