A poem to my love Elena that isn't a dove but it's Bela

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- Shoot me Man...

- Don't stare at me with your pen...

- I'm mother and father...

- Love you by The Fall inside a call... 

You said this to me.

I was listening to music with you when you said this to me out of the blue:

- You know that I'm fresh as a rose in May...

- You know that I love you every single day... 

I was gazing at a poster and how your yellow jacket was a love magnet... 

We were inside a love song without being at Hong Kong.. 

 You whispered this to my left ear:

- In Vino Veritas...

You whispered this to my right ear:

- I'm your bride to be when we dance inside a pretty romance... 

It wasn't raining at all and we were by The Fall...

 Leaves were in the ground and in it a golden leaf we found... 

You told me this:

- This is a piece of my hair...

 I was touching it and without knowing what to do then, I was with a quote by you on my mind:

"- Man, I fucking love you, be kind"

We were observing a fountain inside a mountain...

We were observing a statue in movement in a street near a peak... 

You told me this:

- Man, your hair is peaky...

- I love you neaty... 

We were running high and low when we heard a blow... 

- Maybe, it's our hearts beating into one... 

You said this to me. 

- Maybe, it's because we're having fun... 

I replied this to you... 

Your ripped jeans aren't old... 

They are your protection for the cold...

- Our hearts are on fire... 

You said this to me.

- We're where we love to be...

- You love me and I love thee... 

You were saying this to me... 

I was staring deeply into your eyes that had no lies... 

We were dancing tango while drinking juice mango... 

You were telling me this:

- Eleven...

- Twelve...

- Thirteen...

- Fourteen...

- You know what I mean... 

I was a bit confused with your words because being me is being you... 

I was searching in you something new...

- I'm Helen of Troy...

- Let's have some joy... 

You were telling me this...

- I'm Viriathus...

- This isn't a factus lapsus... 

I answered you... 

You told me that a child was somewhere running wild... 

You told me that our feelings, emotions and love have pride inside a ride. 

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