In this Christmas I will burn my heart in the blaze of your love I will pick up the ashes and with them I will model a new heart that it sings to the birth of life in each dawn a new heart full with magic that transforms the sadness into happiness every time clouds cover the horizon of our way . In this Christmas I will burn my heart in the volcano of your love I will pick up the ashes and with them I will model a new heart that it comforts the soul each moment. A new heart where there is no space 4 hate, no resentment ,nor bitter feelings that degrade our souls and corrupt our spirits.
In this Christmas I will burn my heart in the fire of your love I will pick up the ashes and with them I will design a new heart that it only palpitates for you every time that you see that after the rain comes the rainbow . A heart with the innocence and the happiness of a child at Christmas, the magic madness of a poet and the loving creativity of my heart In this Christmas I will burn my heart in the celestial blaze of your passion I will pick up the ashes and with them I will model my new heart , a heart where the love shared with a soul full with love creates a nest. A heart that will protect you and live eternally to grow and become strong. To protect you from pain and shelter you.
In this Christmas from my pain, I will give you the gift of my love, so that you may be reborn. My pain the incubator for life.
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