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erotic poem

there is a city, builded by no hand
have you heard
blossoms of babies
she was a beauty in the days
the little white prayers
sweet splendor
bring me soft song
i burn no incense
leave the lovely words unsaid
i gazed upon the glorious sky
to be able to see every side of every question
be patient, life, when love is at the gate
candles toppling sideways in tomato cans

 



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