quinta-feira, 2 de julho de 2009

an english poem

Want your soul.
Want you so.
So so. So mine.
So here. So in, inside of me.
Tell me your secrets, I want to make you right.
Tonight. Today. I may… never mind.
Come closer, speak lower, look at me carefully and get the colors in my eyes.
They’re ready to go. To go with you.

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