most beautiful of all divine
she stops me smile
already talking about human beings, man.
All is lost,
beauty and posture of a hero.
Who am I? Paola
embraces the tree and smoke while
below
fighting an ant with a crumb of bread.
was the ending, but every morning I left to stay in love
moving
kisses and phrases in a time that maybe if
will go to pant in the parapets of the sea. What
quiet, but love is a love that ends well
without swearing and cursing
in the garden of ducks and dogs.
He calls me, kisses me on the cheek and leaves
.
'll call you every now and then before
stop loving you I'll call you as if, after a kiss
nothing was impossible. Even this speech
useless.
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