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PURA

pure asleep in my dreams .. .. live ..
you dress as an angel .. and .. white chimeras
infinte travel the labyrinth of your body ..
without touching you ... just with the touch of my poems ..

yesterday if I was in really submissive in your kisses ..
your arms looking like the wind .. ..
were moving your hair .. and fell in love .. my feelings ..
found you sleeping beauty .. .. .. pure and silent
I made mine in a moment .. and flew ...
between my poems .. my wishes and my hands ...
who rose up to look for you ... .. and did not find ..