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romantic love poem

diz de épocas velhas boas
última noite a lua cheia colocou um pano do branco
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
perguntam-me onde eu estive
nós não éramos muitos
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
a luz retirada
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
renove a visão do prazer
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus

 



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