A waterfall laced with diamonds and pearls -
so beautiful; is my beloved
Like the sun that bring -warmth,
Like the ocean that bring-wave
And your love glistening and gently warm
It washes over me.
Comfort and happiness
Each and every day –of my life
Like the blistering sun I can’t control,
Warm up my soul.
You are the one...and I love you more
Floating in a tear dropp stream,
living inside my every dream,
inspiring the sweetest thing,
taking my heart to places it’s never been.
Artist, composer,Musician and a Poet.
I Love traveling and learn other culture. I got a very happy family, Married With Philipp and with our 4 lovely Children. I am citizen of Zürich Switzerland.
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