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erotic poem

juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
je me suis tenu prêt le tissu pour rideaux ouvert
à ce qui une femme la comparera aimée
j'ai vu les archangels dans mon pomme-arbre la nuit passée
son visage est juste et lisse et bon
une vie sur la vague d'océan

 



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