lunes, 26 de abril de 2010

Baby, I love you, you are my life. My happiest moments weren't complete if you weren't by my side. You're my relation and connection to the sun.
With you next to me there's no darkness I can't overcome. You are my raindrop, I am the seed; with you and God, who's my sunlight, I bloom and grow so beautifully.
Baby, I'm so proud, so proud to be your girl. You make the confusion go all away from this cold and mixed up world. I am in love with you, you set me free. I can't do this thing called life without you here with me. Because I'm dangerously in love with you I'll never leave.
Just keep loving me the way I love you loving me. And I know you love me, love me for who I am. Because years before I became who I am, baby, you were my man. I know it ain't easy, easy loving me. I appreciate the love and dedication from you to me.
Later on in my destiny I see myself having your child, I see myself being your wife. And I see my whole future in your eyes. Thought of all my love for you sometimes make me wanna cry. Realize all my blessings, I'm grateful to have you by my side. Every time I see your face my heart smiles.
Every time it feels so good, it hurts sometimes. Created in this world to love and to hold, to feel, to breathe, to love you. I cannot do anything without you in my life. Holding me, kissing me, loving me dangerously. I love you... dangerously in love.

26.04.10
3 months .

domingo, 18 de abril de 2010

Every night I rush to my bed with hopes that maybe I'll get a chance to see you when I close my eyes. I'm going out of my head, lost in a fairytale; can you hold my hands and be my guide? Clouds filled with stars cover the skies and I hope it rains, you're the perfect lullaby. What kind of dream is this?
You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare; either way I don't wanna wake up from you. Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true. My guilty pleasure, I ain't going nowhere as long as you're here. I'll be floating on air 'cause you're my sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare; either way I don't wanna wake up from you.
I mention you when I say my prayers, I wrap you around all of my thoughts. Boy, you're my temporary high. I wish that when I wake up you're there to wrap your arms around me for real and tell me you'll stay by side.
Tattoo your name across my heart so it will remain. Not even death can make us part... What kind of dream is this?
You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare; either way I don't wanna wake up from you. Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true. My guilty pleasure, I ain't going nowhere as long as you're here. I'll be floating on air 'cause you're my sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare; either way I don't wanna wake up from you.
Baby, how you doing? You know I'm gonna cut right to the chase, huh? Some women were made. But me, myself? I like to think that I was created for a special purpose, you know? What's more special than you?
It's on baby, let's get lost. You don't need to call in to work 'cause you're the boss. For real, want you to show me how you feel. I consider myself lucky, that's a big deal. Why? Well, you got the key to my heart but you ain't gonna need it. I'd rather you open up my body and show me secrets you didn't know was inside; no need for me to lie.
Usually I'm humble, right now I don't choose. You can leave with me or you could have the blues. Some call it arrogant, I call it confident. You decide when you find out what I'm working with. Damn, I know I'm killing you with them legs. Better yet, them thighs. Matter of fact it's my smile, or maybe my eyes? Boy, you're a sight to see... kinda something like me.
It's too big, it's too wide, it's too strong, it won't fit. It's too much, it's too tough. He talk like this 'cause he can back it up: he got a big ego, such a huge ego. But I love his big ego, it's too much. He walk like this 'cause he can back it up.

martes, 13 de abril de 2010

Digámosle NO al estudio tan temprano :(
Qué horror, las primeras pruebas.
7.13.07

When my daughter received my letter, she decided to look to the King to learn about love like I encouraged her to. She fell deeply in love with what she found, and the change in her was amazing. When I asked her about any romance in her life, she said that she had asked the King to pick her husband. She explained that she was going to stay asleep in regard to romance until The King of Love itself decided to wake her. A year later, she revealed that the King came to her to say that it was almost time to arise for a new morning. Sure enough, he woke her up and introduced her to a valiant, young soldier of the King's. Another year later, she wrote me, saying that this man had asked her to be his bride. When she said yes, he kissed her for the first time. She said "That night I felt like I had become something... treasured... different". She had never felt anything more passionate in all her life than the deep slow burn of waiting on him to lead her. The wedding was glorious.


Treasure
Can I tell you a story
as we dance while the sun starts to bleed?
Song of songs love is calling,
daughter, wake up from your sleep.

Refined, I’ll become the most dazzling precious treasure,
I’ll be treasured over all the earth.

Bearing the gift of a new heart,
patience ablaze, I’m slowly burning.

Refined, I’ll become the most dazzling precious treasure,
I’ll be treasured over all the Earth.

Refined, I’ll become the most dazzling precious treasure,
I’ll be treasured over all the Earth.

I am in awe and in shock,
I’m in love and given away,
I’m reserved with these words.

Can I tell you a story
as we dance while the sun starts to bleed?
Trees rejoice with the wind here,
Hallelujah, Yeshua.

Tonight, I’ve become the most dazzling precious treasure,
I am treasured over all the Earth.
Just look at what he’s done
How he’s laying down his life,
Take this life, most dazzling precious treasure.

Tonight, I’ve become the most dazzling precious treasure,
I am treasured over all the Earth.

jueves, 8 de abril de 2010

You're a song written by the hands of God.
Don't get me wrong, because this might sound to you a bit odd:
but you own the place where all my thoughts go hiding,
and right under your clothes is where I find them.
Because of you I forgot the smart ways to lie.
Because of you I'm running out of reasons to cry.
When the friends are gone, when the party's over...
we will still belong to each other.
I love you more than all that's on the planet;
moving, talking, walking, breathing.
You know it's true; baby, it's so funny you almost don't believe it.
As every voice is hanging from the silence,
lamps are hanging from the ceiling.
Like a lady tied to her manners,
I'm tied up to this feeling.
Underneath your clothes there's an endless story.
There's the man I chose, there's my territory.
And all the things I deserve for being such a good girl, honey <3.

domingo, 4 de abril de 2010

My hands are searching for you.
My arms are outstretched towards you.
I feel you on my fingertips.
My tongue dances behind my lips for you.
This fire rising through my being, burning.
I'm alive, I can feel you all around me.
Thickening the air I'm breathing.
Holding on to what I'm feeling.
Savoring this heart that's healing.
My hands float up above me
and you whisper you love me.
And I begin to fade into our secret place.
The music makes me sway,
the angels singing say we are alone with you.
I am alone and they are too with you.
Take my hand, I give it to you.
Now you own me, all I am.
You said you would never leave me...
I believe you, I believe.

I'm never gonna be what you want to see, always gotta be me and free. Right or wrong, you'll be gone. I've heard it all before and I'm tired of the lies. I don't think that you know, I'm about to let you go. Before I put you away, one more thing I've got to say:
I'm not sorry and I don't wanna worry. I'm sick of you again, I'm thinking no. I'm not sorry and I don't wanna worry of falling behind; don't wanna wonder and cry again.
I have thrown it all away reaching over a cloudy day and I'm on my way. Cast my shadows all aside, creeping over into the sky. Shining brighter I feel alive.
I'm never gonna be what you wanna see, always gotta be me and free. Living on, with you gone!

sábado, 3 de abril de 2010


That was the day that I promised I'd never sing of love, if it does not exist. Well, darling, you are the only exception. Maybe I know somewhere deep in my soul that love never lasts. And we've got to find other ways to make it alone or keep a straight face. And I've always lived like this, keeping a comfortable distance. And up until now I sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness, because none of it was ever worth the risk; you are the only exception. I've got a tight grip on reality but I can't let go of what's in front of me here. I know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up, leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream. You are the only exception, and I'm on my way to believing.


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