quarta-feira, 12 de setembro de 2012

SWINGS

SWINGS

In voracious swings of the hips,
The troubles in crazy moments,
Moments guess pleasurable,
And I know how you want the scene and say,
And now I have this lust wanted
Drink of the most majestic leftovers
Ways to show me rare joys,
For a moment, at least, I'm happy.
And try to undo any martyrdom
Wrapped in such a scenario, a delusion
Yearning breasts thighs, tones legs
And even known to be fleeting
The charm where life is already being done
Transforms few hours in eternal...

MARCOS LOURES

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