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sex poem

debajo de la hoja oscura del laurel
su cara es justa y lisa y fina
ella debe ir detrás, ella dijo
quién ama la lluvia
rosas y oro
lleno esta taza
materia de la luna
uno por uno, como se va de un árbol
mundo que cambia bajo mi mano
puesto que, si usted hizo una pausa mi lado hoy
compuesto de loveliness solamente
la nieve susurra sobre mí


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