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Bobalinda

" B obalinda " is a poem I wrote long time ago, I had saved around, I found it and now I want to publish in Prisma .

has a curious history (for another day), I think for the person that inspired me, that poem meant nothing, I do not know why I prefer to share with you my dear allies and partners.

Bobalinda

Bobalinda is

hid in the village
the border of my hate and my love
possibly a spring flower
not be as beautiful as her extension.

Bobalinda is the reason for my existence
taught me, something called love

even I have not yet said

but she is my heart.

What Bobalinda tell you now?

if I have no words to

pain because I know you shine for another

because I know I did not get into your right.

Contigo Bobalinda everything I have

flight in the water, swim in the skies

asleep and waking dream river

take away my soul, take away my sleep.

will be the eternal irony because I

will always be there for you every day I find

and give me the will to live.

Bobalinda Teach

forget how

because only see

touch I melt.

Bobalinda

Ask not always be an unconscious

because with the passage of time

you stay in my mind.

Maybe you love

may write this suddenly my dear

Bobalinda

the queen of my mind.

Dear Bobalinda

What I have to do to get you?

life "Sell and buy my death?

price Give me your life
and give everything I have

little, my days, my dreams
and you would still owe.

I do not think anyone

only

think of you what you did in my life

of what you did to me.

'd like to take the place where the moon touches the sun

where ice
guns and my poem is love.

My dear Bobalinda

only here
you and me do not leave my life
that yours is my heart.

Yours is my heart ...

Thanks, thanks, thanks.

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