Dark redish October full of hurting sensations
Colorful fall replete with disconcerting reasons
What way would one use to be made believe?
To be listened by such sweet delightful ears?
No, perhaps there would be no sense at all
In dreaming I were transformed into the Golf
And as a magic startle swallow you inside
As if forcibly dominating my Persian land
No, how come one be so stupid as to want
To have inside a Pearl as pure and unique
I would not be that egotistical to imprison
Inside myself so beautiful female fabric
What I would do cannot be said in words
Because this Pearl shines and sings like birds
It is precious and needs freedom like me
Go Pearl, be happy, be you, be whatever, be free!
E.Souza
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