A DECLARATION OF LOVE
The beautiful mane on the neck,
Blackness targets breasts beautiful scene,
And when night said the milder
Beauty without defenses; dominating
And so I take this cup wine
And finally by drunk rare dream
How to be happy now propose
And now I know I will not ever alone,
Overdue my fears, move on
And nothing I contains no temporal
And I want this charm and more
From what I could and indeed presents itself,
The love in the face of this immense light
This translates thought of reward...
MARCOS LOURES
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