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look at the picture carefully
the rails are made of steel
some stairs that you must remember going on top of a hill
recall the chocolates, the one that no one eats but only sees
many of them, yes there are many of them and one is awed
how does these round hemispheres
chocolates come about
oh there were stories told, a myth of a man and a woman in love
one was a giant and the other just a plain woman like you
love unrequited and giant tears fell and
i do not have to continue, you know very well what i really mean
it shall answer your question
where,
i try to edit the picture, the one that you are afraid of,
because in truth your left hand was holding his belt near his
erogenous zone and your right hand was somewhere else
i need not tell you again
as he protrudes his most important weapon to please you
something abdominal and
pelvic, and he was confident about you loving him for those nights
on the island, where memories were woven like a tapestry of the native
woman who fell in love and at the end was rejected
this is all a riddle to a reader who does not know you, but to you for sure
all the details come back like some distant relatives who hurt you
and you do not, as expected, do not want to face them again.
he said something and i will not forget it,
don't worry it may be painful
but rest assured, it was so lovely, and precisely it is the reason why
i finally write these lines
yes, love sticks like a coconut milk with brown sugar, heated for a while,
and then we make it cool on a banana trunk, we harden it and then
we always like eating them....love is always sweet, don' worry, i will pretend
that i do not know you.
RIC S. BASTASA
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