Fear of Love
I wish if you
could deliver
The hours of
this most beautiful life
Stealing the
stars and the moonlight
Seeking youth
already lost ...
I wish my
poems if you wanted
Around this
lamp nostalgia ...
Loves and
delights my mottos,
Plotting true
of so many dreams ...
I see no more
promises in speeches
These hoaxes
are false hopes.
Loving without
thinking even in bags
What do these
dreams where you reach
Paths farthest
love this.
The fleeting
aromas of a flower ...
MARCOS LOURES
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