Friday, June 17, 2011

L O V E

How could i describe my love to you ?
None of the exist phrase is able to convey it ...

How could i paint my love to you ?
None of the exist color is able to interpret it ...

How could i sing my love to you ?
None of the harmonious melody is able to deliver it ...

My love to you is pure.
As pure as the soul of an oak tree ..
As pure as the flow of ocean wave ..
As pure as the tears of a mother ..

I Love You

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