Loves Atheists
Seeing my beloved asleep
Lying on flower petals,
I dream an illusion so splendid
Formed in droplets of love ...
Thus equal beauty, never dreamed,
Maybe allow yourself to be honest
With soul in delirious jewel,
In all the reports to me Aphrodite ...
Moonlight to see the goddess velvety
Penetrates the window, without excuse ...
The mouth that burns me, my beloved,
Opening these buttons on your blouse,
Leaving the beautiful breasts, both mine
More conducive to the loves atheists ...
Marcos Loures
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