to candy
when to sound the silence
of the acidity
that commoves
when from your eyes
a happy tear
and other and other and other
when my closed fists
require a little more love
i want blood
i want a smile from their swollen lips
yes it's sweet
as the mysteries in wild licorices
i guess we can to violate
sweat on the temples
chemistry
yes it's sweet and magenta
light and its tenebrous handful
it's independent but
i love
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4 comentários:
So beaultifull poem, that'll comove each one to read it.
"I want blood and smile from their swollen lips"
I loved it!
Congratulation!
Mirze
It's wonderful!
Kisses!
Obrigadinho, Mirze!
Obrigadinho, Rúbida!
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