Sunday, April 6, 2008

Brazilian Bridesmaids Dresses






on the roof of
car and kissed me without looking at the scenery passing
because your eyes were shining down
while
dark lips swallowed the words
although some escaped into the air and I
caught with invisible fingers
keeping them in my backpack
needed to do a collage alone with them
on the cold floor of my room

pressing your tongue up my neck up naked
and two
while gobbling down naked
privacy under clothing
a delicacy delicious
perishable and harmful
nails sticking up
down without fear of pain of the sincerity with which we tread
borders several times
I flip to the lineup of perjudicaseriamentelasaludsentimental

this morning I woke up only (like you)
and back rests marked

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