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short love poem

bien que repine d'amour, et frottement de raison
à partir des prés riches avec du maïs
les ombres des bateaux
maintenant pour un combat vif et gai
qui aime la pluie
l'air est comme un papillon
regardez dehors sur les étoiles, mon amour
nous qui se sont tenus
pas du monde large de totalité
un ciel qui n'a jamais connu le soleil, la lune ou les étoiles
splendide et terrible votre amour
le mouvement de votre corps est comme la musique
quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville

 



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