2014 -- 7.1 (Fall) Fiction

Mi Amore/My Love

By: Rachel A. Tate


Mi Amore
Ver su sonrisaes como sentir los reyos del sol.
Tanto calentar el alma.
Para mirarla a los ojos es mirar a los ojos a los cielos.
Ambos peuden hipnotizar.

Su tacto es como de los angeles.
Siendo ambos extasis.
Su voz es mas preciosa que el sonido de las aguas corriente.

Tanto dar descanso al alma.
Ella es mas bella que los árboles del otoño.
Ambos son radiante.
Su amor esta mas alla de las palabras, se compara arriba.
Su nombre es Rabecca, ella es mi amore!


My Love

To see her smile is like feeling the sun rays.
Both warm the soul.
To look into her eyes is like looking into the heavens.
Both can hypnotize.
Her touch is like the touch of the angels.
Both bring ecstasy.
Her voice is more beautiful than the sound of running water.
Both give rest to the soul.
She is more beautiful than the trees of Fall.
Both are radiant.
Her love is beyond words, none can compare.
Her name is Rabecca, she is my love!