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erotic poetry

quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
de nossos lugares escondidos
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
em números mournful
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar
havia um momento em anos anteriores
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
levantado dos mortos

 



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