Foot prints on the ground
A name slowly brought by the wind
Came to me like a soft kiss on my
chick...
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I was crazy trying to find you... But then I started crying and asked the wind to bring me the name of the man i'm searching for... And then one day he came and whispered me your name...
Leandro
From the bottom of my heart to yours,
Dalia Burdock farfalla
BINABASA MO ANG
Poems for my Leandro
ПоэзияThis is my personal collection of poems dedicated for my Leandro... For sure you're asking who is he... He is the one that gives me inspirations to write poems... He is like Beatrice of Dante Alighieri. He is a great man... I've chosen the name Lean...
