THE STARS OF LOVE

Became memories.
For each one created,
A new star, so perfect, so bright,
Appears in the sky.
A story told, once upon a time,
The fairy tale begins,
As the pages turn by the finger tips of the wind.
For everyone to see,
Now they begin to read.
A love so perfect, so true
You loving me,
Me loving you.
Like the heavens high and above,
Far and beyond any ocean,
We shall never come to the end.
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Dedicated to ARNOLD FRAUSTO my prince charming. The man man who made my fairy tale become alive in reality.
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