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erotic poem

ne restez pas plus
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
peut-être
il y a une heure du repos paisible
l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
je vais ma manière complacently
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
doux et fort
foncé-eyed
je me demande parfois s'il est vraiment vrai
pour moi étais un conseiller décharné et grave
un regard est mais un rayon
à minuit

 



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