With love
I have so much love and I carry
Weighing on my back slowly.
How is it possible believe what has already I deny
Love that so want and you like.
Winning my pains and chimeras
Making my light of my lines.
Plotting poetry in spring
Likewise gentle who seduces.
I wanna your affection in my affection.
Naked of second intentions.
Knowing that going alone at night
Looking so much love, illusions ...
My time loving you will not delay.
Who knows and loves never goes away ...
MARCOS LOURES
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