Sheriff's Personal Weblog

Oh my, Oh my, Oh my godly Angel!
You bring me soberness out of nowhere.
Those tears dry, my lips widen,
My heart soars, and my eyes focus!

Black looks bright, reds become pure.
I no longer think and no longer rest.
I no longer eat nor drink to take cure.
Come to me - without you I feel lost.

My dreams show you, my mind speaks of you,
My face imitates your smile, my eyes motion to yours.
One love is what I was granted.
He hid it in you for me to be attracted.

Come to me, let me carry you to heavens.
Come to me, or let me.
Embrace me, you won’t regret later.
Embrace me, or I will ...

I with you agree. In it something is. Now all became clear, I thank for the help and I hope to see more such articles.

When you sit with a nice girl for two hours, you think it`s only a minute. But when you sit on a hot stove for a minute, you think it`s two hours. That`s relativity.