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romantic love poem

dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
la notte scorsa la luna piena ha posto un panno del bianco
l'agonia di avere troppa alimentazione
mi chiedono dove sono stato
non eravamo molti
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
quando, pieno di amore caldo e desideroso
la luce ritirata
lascili pity coloro di che sia migliore fuori che noi sono
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
sonno, fratello grigio della morte
rinnovi la visione di piacere
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine

 



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