goes out the sun in your eyes with sand.
come to me with your lips fall. Looking
the fire of my heart bleeding.
only ashes remain in your skin chimera. Winter has subsided
the blood of my desires.
You bend your last name
and sparks your heart of stone finishes. In plain
moon is just a memory, and frogs
not sing our song of love. There is nothing bad
your distress infinite, or your grace
of deep sadness. This sea
clothes no longer unstable waves.
lose Ships set course before.
The last seagull
flees his home and our gray albatrosses
is lying on the beach.
goes out the sun in your eyes with sand.
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