Juan Luis Guerra performs "Muchachita Linda" w/"Reflections" by #dianamarysharptonphotography6/18/2015
![]() "Reflections" Photography by Diana Mary Sharpton Introduction: “The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.” ~ Elisabeth Kübler-Ross I danced my bachata with my good girl, if For it is life for me, what it is Flower in my garden dream woman And I dance my Bachata with my pretty girl, huh Your laughter crown me the illusion And dictates the pulse of my heart And I dance, I feel happy with you In many be chosen To receive the promise of your love And I repeat your name over and over again The more accurate answer of my faith I dance my bachata With my good girl Bachata clothing me In the skin of a cloud With blanket of stars And I dance my bachata With my pretty girl Bachata horizon Bachata foam Sand skirt I danced my bachata with my good girl, if Your eyes are my light source That give the sky its blue dress And I dance my Bachata, cute girl The earth rotates when you're talking about your And glad the focus of my north and south And I dance, I feel happy with you In many be chosen To receive the promise of your love And I repeat your name over and over again The more accurate answer of my faith I dance my Bachata With my good girl Bachata clothing me In the skin of a cloud With blanket of stars And I dance my Bachata With my pretty girl Bachata horizon Bachata foam Sand skirt I dance my Bachata And I dance my Bachata I dance my Bachata Quiero bailar... Sugar Diana Mary Sharpton ~ Poetry & Photography ©All Rights Reserve 2017 Contact: DianaMSharpton@Gmail.com
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