Fear of Love
Would if you might give
The hours of this prettiest life
Stealing the stars and the moonlight
Looking For youth already lost ...
Would my poems if you wanted
Around of this lamp longing ...
Loves and delights my slogans,
Plotting true from so many dreams ...
I do not see more promises in discourse
These hoaxes are false hopes.
Loving without thinking even in suitcases
What do these dreams where you find
Paths farthest Love this.
In fleeting scents of a flower...
MARCOS LOURES
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