when I grow up
I will dye my hair blue
and it will smell like bubble gum ice-cream
because it has always been my dream
when I grow up
you will grow up also
but you will still be mine
and that seems fine
when I grow up
I will still have Rosália, my fringe
and you will still have your adorable beard
or does it look weird?
when we grow up
we could buy a giraffe
and put it on our backyard
that would make our neighbors laugh
when we grow up
I will give you my heart
I sincerely hope
that love won't tear us apart
que fofo :)) quem me dera saber escrever poemas assim
ReplyDeletemuito obrigada. fiquei contente com o teu comentário :)
Delete"love, love WON'T tear us apart" :P
ReplyDeleteés adorável mia :) adoro visitar o teu blogue!
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