Quito
Quito sing the song of my heart
between your mountain ranges
the air so light so high are you
I watch the lights at night's fall
Basilica Del Voto in all her
grandeur. Sweet Ecuador holds you so dear!
You were born upon the ruins
of an ancient Inca City
I lay my soul at your feet.
Sing to me my Andean Highlands!
Kiss me with your ancient lore
dust my lips so gently, I
close my eyes!
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Copyright © Ernest Robles | Year Posted 2016
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