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erotic poetry

quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville
de nos endroits cachés
son visage est juste et lisse et bon
polit le dernier âge, le prochain avec espoir est vu
dans des nombres mournful
je descends les chemins de jardin
pour moi étais un conseiller décharné et grave
observer toute la journée la vague bleue se courber et se casser
il y avait un temps en anciennes années
une lueur d'or dans le gloom et le gris
levé des morts

 



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