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Poeta recién llegado
My last memory of you
was to have traveled with you
then we went to Lima
one day before your departure.
I take out of hand
and take your waist
I approached slowly
and our hearts throbbed like never before.
Your lips, your lips honey
were perfect nectar
to quench my burning thirst
volcano temple as snow.
Slowly I despojándote of your clothes
as thou of mine
I was watching slowly
Da Vinci and admires his work.
I kiss your hair,
feeling your perfume
feeling the softness of your skin
and beauty of your body
We begin to feel the body heat
we bathed in sweat and pleasure
pleasure of two bodies burning
burning desire to have us.
And you said you are mine
and your reply: you are mine
are one body, one being
one body, one soul tied to the heart.
I love you as men love God
I love you, love you like a treasure to find
I miss you, miss you like a mother to her son
only, I can only say that ...
I love you...
was to have traveled with you
then we went to Lima
one day before your departure.
I take out of hand
and take your waist
I approached slowly
and our hearts throbbed like never before.
Your lips, your lips honey
were perfect nectar
to quench my burning thirst
volcano temple as snow.
Slowly I despojándote of your clothes
as thou of mine
I was watching slowly
Da Vinci and admires his work.
I kiss your hair,
feeling your perfume
feeling the softness of your skin
and beauty of your body
We begin to feel the body heat
we bathed in sweat and pleasure
pleasure of two bodies burning
burning desire to have us.
And you said you are mine
and your reply: you are mine
are one body, one being
one body, one soul tied to the heart.
I love you as men love God
I love you, love you like a treasure to find
I miss you, miss you like a mother to her son
only, I can only say that ...
I love you...