The morning is a reminder
tacit your flight
like a breeze Dim
of my hands
eager
that ignited
intense the olive your eyes
sailed into the sea
generous
your delivery
and entertain me
drunk
of pleasure and desire
rebel in a lock of your dreams
Wild Poetry
lips the name you
draw you outline
fragile
as hurricanes and sleepless winged
whispers
explosions
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