Permíteme que siempre te quiera yo. Que me retire cuando los intermedios duelan. Que te extrañe cuando mis pasos agrieten el suelo por el que caminaron de tu mano... Permíteme, amor, que no olvide tu voz cuando te recuerde desde el lado bueno de las cosas Marisa Rivero
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While they sat there gazing upon the wonders of the Eiffel Tower he leaned in close and whispered french in her ear. She still didn't understand the words he spoke but she loved every bit. She leaned her head on his shoulder and they enjoyed the seconds as they passed. He then lifted her chin with his finger and kissed her forehead. "Welcome to France, my dear," he said.