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(POR FAVOR LER COM ACENTUAÇÃO BRITÂNICA PARA FAZER SENTIDO POÉTICO)

To You Dear

I never know how to start a letter

It takes me so much time to write it better

And I never know how to do it

So I let fluid it

Well, let’s say I want to take

You to wherever I can

Take to Paris or Nice

The places you most wish

Take you to Rome or London

And stay there I little bit longer

Take you out for a romantic dinner

And make you the first winner

Of my heart and thoughts

You’ll be the reason I start

To write every poem every morning

About your eyes when see me in the corner

And when you give me a smile

The one I take with me for a long while

I want to do to you the best

The best you’ve ever had

Sing to you beautiful songs

And write to you the most beautiful ones

I want to see you wake up

Tell myself how it was luck

To find such a beautiful soul

That drives me crazy a little bit more

So this is my letter, dear

By my side you will never fear

Cause with my love I’ll take care of you

As I do, with poems I wrote

Many and many times… only for you, my heart!

Bad Poems Diary

Matheus Augusto Buarque
Enviado por Matheus Augusto Buarque em 21/08/2017
Reeditado em 26/10/2017
Código do texto: T6091056
Classificação de conteúdo: seguro
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