the tender
hugs
the warm
kisses
only mild
footprints in memory
Outstretched hands
anxious caresses
trembling longings
in restless
search
And in the
air the fears
that
separate, that mark
strict,
painful
rigorous
distances
And from my
princess the sweet lips
- Corals of
the Pacific Ocean Sea -
of these my
loving eyes
ripped,
hidden, kidnapped
His hands,
soft, long
romantic,
light
- Chopin's Nocturnal-
of mine so
far
While the
neophytes
pious
catechumens
water and
oils arranged
they fulfill
the new rites
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