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romantic love poems

un dieu
quatre-vingts ans ont passé, et plus
course haut-soutenue
ma mère m'a enseigné que chaque nuit
les montagnes ils sont les gens silencieux
vous a fait entendent parler jamais
le poing serré simple soulevé et préparent
pour ces bras blancs au sujet de mon cou
bruits qui tâchent de déchirer
au-dessus des dessus de toit emballez les ombres des nuages
regarder là-bas
certains des maux que vous avez traités
j'ai eu une crainte dans ma vie
comme un homme nu je vont

 



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