Monday, November 19, 2007

Black Poop And Alchohal



One night .....
when stars dancen
on sewage will be ....

That night,
while silence reigns
dead stories, will be ....

That night .....
full moon when poets
will sing poems of agony, will be ....

That night, tale, fable,
with fireflies decorating,
dresses of the night wind, then ......

You and me we
her protagonists. Uniting
lip lip
enjoying the unique flavor of each
kiss .....

giving yourself my body,
my being, my everything.
giving
Your dreams, secrets,
and whole life ......

That night my love,
passion will do its part ....

Becoming one flesh.

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