I wnted to write you a letter my love a letter of intimate secrets a letter of memories of you of you your lips as red as a tacula fruiet your hair black as the dark diloa fish your eyes gentle as the macongue your breasts hard as young maboque fruiet your light walk your carresses better than any that i find I WANTED TO WRITE YOU A LETTER MY LOVE to bring back our days together in our secret haunts nights lost in the long grass to bring back the madness of our passion and the bitterness of our seperation I WANTE TO WRITE YOU A LETTER MY LOVE which you would not read without crying which you would hide from papa Bombo and conceal from mama kieza which you would reread without the coldness of forgetting a letter which would make any other in all kilombo worthless I WANTED TO WRITE YOU A LETTER MY LOVE a letter which the passing wind would take a letter which the cashew and the coffee trees,the hyenas and the buffalo the alligators and the river fish could hear and if the wind should lose it on the way the beasts and the plants pitying our sharp sorrow from song to song lament to lament breath to caught breath would leave you,pure and hot,the burning the sorrowful words of the letter i wanted to write to you I WANTED TO YOU A LETTER MY LOVE,oh my love,i cannot understand why it is,why,why,why it is my love that you cannot read and i-oh hopelessness-cannot write.
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