Maybe
But when I do my hands
When you draw
My
And I carved inside
My fingers
And my tongue
Awakening '
With such passion
As I am ...
summer
And just my skin
The cracking
In the fields.
The overnight rain
Nor is there
And only are
cheeks
are only
Sidewalks
Everywhere we go
And all there
When you start
With a hug
And your heart sings
Me in silence
TE AMO.
Gabriel Cordears
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