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short love poem

a escuridão rola para cima
última meia-noite
seu cabelo bonito
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
este é o arsenal
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
renove a visão do prazer
calma como que segundo verão
cara esposa
bonito

 



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