In ambush laid eyes on the cusp of a liquid should
EXTENSION falling in his eyes
posami of the abyss finger along the shape of the lips
love me on the mouth ... if you like ...
on top of a lament devoid breathing
in tracks on the bare skin and mawkish
transparent CELAM cruel shadow in the wind
through an endless useless flattery
fall into the hands of the will under My
beats on the last beat and soul scivolami
hour sit ... and do not finish the story
and forget my presence
if ... You
© nico
immagine Daniel Murtagh
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