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erotic poem

quando venite stasera
volontà glimmer sul mare?
se muoio, pensi soltanto questo me
un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
da solo
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
l'odore del è aumentato così falso, le spine così allineare
musing, fra il tramonto e l'oscurità
che cosa io devono voi
rumori che si sforzano strapparsi
tramite il seno facente male della vasta terra
siete vivi?
rose ed oro
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calicò

 



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