As cool as the morning breeze,
as hot as the burning fire,
as tangible as our story book,
as current as the news,
This is the smell of our love.
Distance is not something to worry about
since we achieved more than before
bad faith did not knock our door
therefore we strengthen our promise.
Longing of a kiss,
desirous of a hands brush, we are
desperate for feeling our breathing
however stronger in each step, we stand.
Playing Jasmin and Aladdin we joke,
dancing a song of words we talk,
surrounded by a magic world we live,
This is what I call love.
I WASHI YOU MY PRINCESS!
ARTURO CANO
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