My Rio DE Oro
my River of Gold!
I'll follow your curves
of insanity!
Who knew, or at least
I have never being told,
that love isn't only
serenity.
It can be - De-railed
and runaway train.
Unraveled yarn of emotions.
Or, sultry and powerful
tropical rain,
so rough, that wipes out
not cautious.
But, what do we know!
In love we are bold.
We're children again.
We are flying!
My Rio DE Oro,
My River of Gold!
I'll follow your curves.
They not lying.
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