The first page of that book
(carrying in her womb a dedication by 8 months or already there):
Empty pockets friend
in the spine because
lies not certainty,
nor any center of gravity.
Close in circles that take you behind, every experience rhythmic appearance, but in the sincerity expired and gone bad.
shame and pain because prostitutes
every bit of culture,
your mother and your grandmother
t'appesero the Sun North
so delicious with intimate care.
Clock pendula But you shells.
Hold between nails and details, to the Dominican port of burlesque and a summer house and ask yourself, ask yourself what is still pure, still rectum. Look MadreMare and ask for the death of a coin, when asked about a laugh dropped in a pit between each of us taken and tense, designed and built. Go wild in every hair, scream the bloody breath!
Trace and thrown on each sheet,
apostrophised those hands dirty by Venus
left corner of unsold paintings.
S Mussati corners nose worn -
really believe
with it
can
will hold a sky of only one meter more than you
large and mature?
Of Dorian six poor daughter!
Unfazed sterilize each category
leave it to the ideas to get the love and kissing.
Clairvoyance: the concepts will open their legs to the letters! L ' Orgy will not only be imagined! But spoken! With kindness! Way! Education! Cassandra was the last page, now it's only earth. Immerse yourself in it and vestitene memories. Join the field, embracing events time only natural (and nonverbal).
The word does not make sense, and so the verb.
just threw it in color.
Voice on the belly.
legs.
belly again.
lips.
So enjoy the paragraph.
Orgasm lies at the foot of the page -
first academic world, you know?
hath been clouded now, forgive shoes and scarves. Tell the skirt today finally, tomorrow I will have the paragraph to read. Turn your gaze to me, Hold my hand, still have much to write about you,
you're
my
unspoken
undressed
raped
refused
lost
reflected the sun.
Fans still
where saliva
turns the page,
forgive the anger.
Life is your
and to Thee I dedicate.
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