The Bossom Poem by Saul Palti
The Bossom
like a ghost on water
boy I can not fault her
a ringing in the ear
I know she is near
down in mexico
she held my hand
promising not to let go
covered in sand
her soft white dress
covers he ferseek
our love will be less
if I go and seek
passions run thick
being away makes me sick
going nowhere fast
I know our love will last
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