IN YOUR ARMS
I want to be in the arms of those who love,
Making these arms, my nest...
Sometimes both call, so call...
And just as I sleep alone.
Loved by you insist on not seeing
Everything I want in a second,
Only in your arms I have,
After searching for worldwide
The immense peace that both seek.
Away my nightmares,
Without your affections and your breasts.
Beloved, please, no more delay,
That life is taking my desires...
And after so long without anyone
I cry my beloved ... Now ... comes!
MARCOS LOURES
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