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erotic poem

o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
os prayers brancos pequenos
agora que eu lhe esfriei
o prado estava rastejando
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
há qualquer um lá
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
um poeta, fazendo exame do breio fora de sua lingüeta
sad săo que sabem năo o amor
uma vez este turf macio
e ainda andaram sobre

 



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