tisdag 20 november 2007

I love the way you look at me
I love the way you talk
I love the way you play your flute
I love it when we walk

I love it when you touch my cheak and I love your hobit feet
I love the way you sing my song, it even makes me weap

I love the way you drink your coke
I love your beard to death
I love it when you tell your joke
And I also do love met(s)

I love it how you make me laugh
I love your piano-play

And I love the way you kiss my lips
it makes me wanna say

I love you, Emanuel

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