How much I would like to write you a verse
If you could sweet my heart
How much , more than a poem
if you give me your mind.
I can write you, maybe a novel
if I can own your body
However, I can only pray
my melodies to the air
to be lost by the wind,
since, if I met you before
you might be high in the sky
and If you are in the clouds
probably, I never met you before
because as a Rose in the desert
that is the impossible you
You are the Angel of my Dreams
the water of my inspiration
the shade of the beautiful tree
the innocence flower of your hands
that send me messages as a river
the treasure, is the River of Life.
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