quarta-feira, 12 de setembro de 2012

MY ALTARS

MY ALTARS

Where did altar, your body beautiful
Bringing new prayer every night
While this is so crazy weaves
Moment finally reveal more drafty,
And when I involved, I trace longing
And drink with such tenderness bounty
Love without judgment obeys
In your delusion indeed my stamp
And being your only and nothing
How much has the desire
Persists even after dawn
Inside you give me havens
And I know how I can be bold
Thriving to this insanity pleasure.

MARCOS LOURES

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