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Corazoncito



Corazoncito, corazón, de ti me enamoro yo.
Con tu sonrisa de bon bon, con dulzura que me enamora hoy.
Dulce amor mío, por quien cada día suspiro.
Cada mañana me despierta con un besito.
Cuando no te miro, tristecita voy para mi trabajito.
Cundo no te hablo, no le puedo sonreír a la gente.
Cuando me enojo, contigo termino llorando, por un ratito.

Corazoncito, corazón, de ti me enamoro yo.
Regresa hoy por aquí, para decirte que te quiero tener  aquí al
lado mío.
Mejor estar juntitos, agarraditos de las manos,
Sin tener que decir nada para saber cuánto nos amamos.
Tu sonrisa con la mía pueden ser gemelas, son tan parecidas.
El amor, nos hace suspirar, nos hace olvidar,
Y miramos corazoncitos volar y a Cupido con su flecha tocarnos
en el tiempo perfecto. Amorcito, le doy gracias a mi Creador,
a mi Dios por crearte para mí.
3/25/2009
pic: http://amor2.blogdiario.com/img/monito.jpg

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