You are my fantasia.
Love is the aurora of the horizon.
When I met you, I was like a mimosa.
You are my twenty-fourth sonata.
The only constant is change.
Your departure is like my shadow.
Opened the Pandora’s Box, you became a mischievous Pandora.
Delicacy belong to you.
You are a diva!
There are stories in his eyes.
She met the cicida of summer.
It is like Hill.
Dear signora, please.
You are my Cinderella.