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romantic love poems

con los ojos mansos, marrones
hermano, soy fuego
no hay presa yo de pensamientos pobres
o justo y stately criada, que ojos
poco parque que paso a través
todos tragan los años
buena mujer
amo robar un rato lejos
a alguno los dioses gordos
reservado, con reverance, en temor
repentinamente, fuera de maneras oscuras y frondosas
arqueĂł la inundaciĂłn

 



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