Cristobal Benjumea Poems

I could be free promethius,

what would promethius do, free to do what
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helllo i still love you

you know how mouch i loved you
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My friend
of what i know so much to know
like an inn after the desert, forest, and
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Why did is there a posibility of drowning in the fountain, why did the extacy of love crown me and made me phsyche,

what bird from heaven heard my call
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i hate censorship

im smitten
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possibly his will rules the planets

what delicious melody like an apple
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I swam in the cristal stream as it flows through the jungle to the salty sea to find the treasured extacy

extacy amongst people that compel the children to dance round the fire
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I don't mind telling you that I will never envy the sweetness of your nights amongst the coloured lights

I too would be a hurricane
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no not the stone of the daytime but the tender velvet of the night

It is the night, can you see the fountain,
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i thank god for his gift of you

This companion of the foam
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