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watching my lovea day of the making of you my ceizar a passion in a rose so pure to the touch forever more passing windows,to markets as we walk by a city so crazy to the feel to the eyes look her little legs move so quick upon the rio de janeiro streets flowers and smells to temp the passion in for a bit or two of the sweet cake or pasty shops as they go by that's what i see from my passing eyes as i sit upon the bus so crazy i look to see the streets passing by but most of all i see my loves beautiful eyes her little feet to her little dress to her such small beautiful body petite to the love as she walks with me hair so blond hair for all to see a smile so big cheeks so shy but i love that lady i see in my eyes each night each day forever we will stay in love husband and wife for the rest of our life's i love my ceizar forever your husband eu te amo kiss Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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