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BETWEEN PAINS AND ENLARGED FACES,
UNDER DRESSED GOWNS, SPOTTED BY SCARES,
SPLATTERED OF BLOOD OF A THOUSAND DEATHS,
THE DISMAYS, THE PESSIMISMS,
YOUR SWEETLY GLANCE CLEARED ITS WAY,
AMONG CHAMALEONS AND CURLED GIRAFFES,
PERVERT LOOKS, OF TWO JEALOUSS DWARFS,
SNOWWHITE WITH FEDERS,
OF A CHILDREN TALE,
LOFTLY PIGGEON OF A QUIETLY FLY,
DREAMING WITH THE KISSES,
ON YOUR BODY SHY,
ON YOUR MILDLY LIPS, OF CARNATION SMELL,
AMONG ANGUISHES AND POINTLESSLY ENDS,
THE RETURNING FLY, THE REPETANCE ONE,
FOR WHAT IS SOLVE, FOR YOUR EYES DENAYED,
WHAT I’M FEELIG JUST.
FEDERS… SO CLOSE TO MY SOUL,
RETURNED MY FAITH, AND THE LOVE I FEEL.
THE SWEETLY VOICE,
OF YOUR WARMLY BREATH,
THE HEAT OF YOUR HANDS,
THAT NAILED MY HEART…AND HUGGED MY LIFE,
GIVING WHITE ANGEL, WHAT EXPECT DO NOT,
TWO BEAUTIFUL EYES, DRESSED BY A SMILE,
ELEGANT PACE OF TWO DEADLY HEELS,
LEAVING BEHIND, JUST A WOUNDED SIGH.
SILKLY HAIR OF A COFFEE SLEPT,
ABSENT CARESSES…THAT I COULD NOT GIVE.
ETERNAL GLANCE, SEEING I WAS,
EXHAUSTED HEART…LOST.
PERCH ON THE BRANCH OF THE DRAGO,
AFTER THAT.
FLUTTER, RISE YOUR FLY,
POINTING THE SHINE,
WITH YOUR EYES, DWELL UPON THE BEES, THEIR HONEY.
AND DIED ME, DIED ME…DIED ME OF LOVE, SWEET HEART.
