'm shipwrecked in your light,
Torrente intrepid fecund tenderness
The hollowness of the time, when they return
hours, endless hours, like seconds
Heart, bless my sweet agony and grants,
In fire habitat souls
A look, birth, suddenly, in the arms of
Wind, guessing a kiss on the dew of your lips.
When we invented our love
peninsula 'm a dream that stayed in
Your skin, bat wings on my skin white.
If the night sighs, my breath in your chest,
tide in your ocean, continent awake
Struggling in your costs, without exceeding the top of
This posthumous yearning, this desire to bury in
My reason, as the day devours a song
silence the voice latency.
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