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Poème à mon amoureux
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Poème à mon amoureux
Hello I tried to write in english, but it sounds less, less deep and with no rhymes at all. Sorry I did my best :) It talks about how my lover took his time to discover me each night and how each morning I couldn't help to close my heart again. How I wanted with smoky eyes, fine food, body language, dreams in Como,and sweet kisses to keep him close to me but to avoid this way to get him real close so I stay in control. But then when I'm writing all these thoughts, he smiles at me. And I forget everything I'm saying. Poem to my lover Each evening, patient, you were taking off my veils. But so were running away the seconds, the night, the stars And there, at dawn, quietly, my wounds, Already missing your fingers, were hidding again. Curves, smoky eye, flavors, flexible tongue, utopias, dreams in Como ... And yet thousands and one defenses, I deployed By taking you closer to my limits, you'll stay away from them I hoped. At the moment, by surprise, you smiled at me. And I forget, in this prose, where I am.
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