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A soft whisper Two gentle hands Light footsteps on the ground A moonlight that appeals As you follow it On the path to the moon.

And in the fog of stillness: «Do you realize how we are all chasing something in here?» Bees and their somnambulism, Chasing flowers O..

I like it, that moment we are on bed and He is erected, and Turns over me, and I am on the verge of having this erection, In-between, Inside.

Breeze of cold. A song titled hope. Gulp of and urgent need for a cigarette. Need to sniff more of heavy ylang ylang. The itch of a pain. A war..

If we could only hold hands of each other Without asking for fame Career Money Just hold our hands And run naked through open fields.

You are like smoking a cigarette I am addicted to your kisses and hugs At three am at the park Meanwhile I touch your smooth skin And hear your be..

He knocked on my virtual window Knock knock I just wanted to say hello A smile on my face A light in my eyes Ugh ugh ummm Hello back dear friend..

It looked poetry Was sculpted in his head It was his only muse And I liked that I wanted to dig in there.