ON MADNESS
Vision enchanted by the nude goddess
that penetrates on my bed
Under the sheets, lit the flame-needed times, yours and mine,
Looking for always this queen,
luck sometimes deceived me,
And when the showed the face of solitude,
scoring in mine days, every farewell
Now succumbed in this folly,
after a long time in vain search
to find my way with you,
And I know this delicacy allowed
by changing my life at this moment,
And the pains of the past?
I have forgotten.
Marcos loures
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