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La rosa mas preciosa.

Mi preciosa rosa,
Vivi años contigo,
viajamos a lugares donde pocos,
se atrevieron a ir,
Y aqui estamos,
Miles de millas aparte,
juntos, pero distantes.

Te conoci como a una rosa,
En el amanecer del verano,
Salia el sol con orgullo,
Y tu brillabas con perfeccion.

Conoci a una rosa,
Con bellezas inexplicables,
Conoci a lo mas bello del mundo,
Cuyo no me podre olvidar.

Con esa rosa, vino un gran envase,
Lleno de vida y amor,
Alimento a su rosa,
Porque ella era, la mas preciosa.

Nunca pense separar a ese envase,
Ni a esa rosa,
Porque juntos iban,
de aqui al espacio,
Con un amor, que en mis ojos,
era perfecto.

Pero el tiempo nos gano,
Vino corriendo, y se llevo
A la rosa, y a su envase,
lejos de uno y del otro.

La rosa intento,
mandarle petalos a su envase,
Enviarle todo el amor que tenia,
Pero entre mas el recibia,
Mas sabia, que el no podia.

El envase se ahogo en lagrimas,
Y se despidio de su rosa,
porque el sabia,
que no podia vivir,
sin tal preciosa cosa.

La rosa, desolada y abandonada,
No encontro la diferencia,
entre tal envase, y todos los otros.
Su envase se habia perdido,
irreconocible, nadie lo entendia.

Mi preciosa rosa, te encuentras leyendo esto,
te digo una cosa amor,
Lo que has perdido, no es por una falta de amor,
Eres tan bella, y tan perfecta,
Que vivir sin ti, se hace imposible.

Enamoraste un envase,
y lo llenaste de todas tus bellezas,
Que el, al tratar de vivir,
no encontro su vida, y su rosa.

Pon a un hombre rico,
sin sus riquezas,
Pon a un hombre pobre,
sin su familia,
y todo pierde su significado.

Pon a mi preciosa rosa,
Sin su envase,

O a mi querido envase,
Sin su rosa,

Y todos nos perdemos
En un abismo sin razon.

Quiero que cierres tus ojos,
Y pienses en el pasado,
Quiero que cierres tus ojos,
Y sonrias.

Tu eres una rosa unica,
Como tu, no hay ninguna amor,
Te lo digo de corazon,
Que con o sin tu envase,
Tu vida sera perfecta,
Ahora ve, abre tus petalos,
Y vive tu vida con la sonrisa,
que siempre has tenido.

Por que aunque no encuentro razon,
Por las acciones de un envase,
Que dejo a su rosa sin explicacion,
Se que mi preciosa rosa,
seguira siendo,
La que conoci en el amanacer del verano,
seguiras siendo,
la rosa mas preciosa.


Un beso,
qk.

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