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teenage love poem

um com você
homem frio stern
eu estive pelo casement aberto
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são

 



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