TE ARROJO
Honduras skin, affection
Baggage
Under the surface of your hands tremble persistent
The tangential angle of wet lip
As rattle deceased in the dark. Balm
red blood floods the skin that burns without limits
Under the perpetual harassment of my fingers jubilant. Fruit
design, pure wave, Sacramental
is your libido desire, Tristes
lips, Tangential
name you in the dark. Boobs
announce which harbors the storm,
The wonder of mists and islands of your naked skin. Your skin
as symbols, where faces pillars Infinite
dawn,
The inner face of your woods, your fragrance mineral wet Exact
your sex, Lascivious
, uncertain
's Pontifical
desire to mature away from your body. Balsamic
, sad,
irredeemable guilt throw you which services redeemed
I jumped into the groove of the endless love that will never fall in
.
YOUR WORD IS
arrhythmic stained, ill-fated empire, Delirious
voice heraldry eat fruit orgasm
In that death redeems us
In the nomenclature of absences. Alforja
nocturnal throws the pendulum
The final hour fruitful
Among the torn wings of the dragonfly.
buried impure,
The arsonist delirium that I am constituted
The parable of light moisturizing my body. Outlaw
your kisses
In your virgin gossip Tighten the lexicon of my desire unfortunate, sores kissing
In thirst and fire.
Your word is gunpowder,
Cienega, unpolluted crossing, where the moor
stained with the sign of nitrate,
Your sign.
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