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erotic poetry

ho visto che il dio voi lo dubita?
qui cade nessuna luce
riempio questa tazza
moonlight profondo e tenero
travails della terra
ho visto che hunched e rabbrividendo sulle pietre
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
la terra mantiene certo andare di vibrazione
risiedo alla montagna della tabella
amilo in fine, o se non
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing

 



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