My sparkle, my joy and my pride never left my weak eye sight. Even at night when I take off my glasses to get the sleep like the baby of the family, that I am.
No stress, if I fall and no stress, if I don’t.
No love, if I fall and no regrets, if I don’t.
I am heartbroken till I meet your beautiful face. You fit right next to my arms. You can walk all over me and I’ll be at peace when we are done.
I am lost, if I am with you and
I am lost, without you.
They can have their opinion, and they can have their suggestions. I know you’d pick me each time, say less. I am yours without the full confession.
Your eyes say enough, you will never meet me again and I’ll sleep better knowing you tried.
Calosha Gomes 
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