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I say, "Que linda!" She looks up
And laughs, as her name is Linda,
And, also, she's beautiful. Full-
Lipped and brown-eyed, she fills
Me with longing. "Oh, rise from
Your work station," I want to say.
"I must give you my heart, and I
Ask you for yours, or a hand,
Or a kiss. Come, our lunch
Break is nigh. The weather
Is perfect. I'll buy empanadas
To eat on a bench, over there, in
The park, and, with you at my
Side and the sun in my eyes,
Life itself will be linda, like you."



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2013-02-27 at 18:59

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