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Mar 2012
It’s not the way your smile draws me back to you even when I wasn't invited
     It’s the way you walk upstream when it would be so easy to float away
It’s not the way you paint pictures of your life as if it’s your last day to tell
     It’s the way you love because you know how to let someone be free
It’s not the way you kiss me and show how a woman loves a man
     It’s the way your dignity tells me that no matter what you will be alright
It’s not the way you light up whenever I walk into your life
     It’s the way you would rather be lonely than settle for the easy way out
It's not the way you make love and forget how a lady should act
     It's the way you remind me that a lady is what a lady decides to be
Mark Lecuona
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   Febronia Ventura
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