She My Muse
Lissom as a light wing,
that the sky caresses,
she is a clear soul
that came from heaven,
A lively rose that
announces spring...
passes by me
as an angel on earth
that promises all dreams
to my hopeful heart..
Her look is an invitation
that makes me dream,
She is synonymous of beauty
and astonishment...She is my bliss
and my hallucination
Sun of my life...
She is flash of poetry
from Vinicius' poems...
She always compels me tô say
je t'aime , I love you... !
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