Mensagens
his dreams - his new garment
his torch - exuding all the passion
under
the gaze of eden
under
the spell of hell
his wandering soul
reaches now
all the
bottomless pits
armed,
and empowering
with
the nightfall
her tainted soul
which flirts
with grace
and babbles
in disgrace
delivering,
all her vaporous
trace
in a stillness
look
for a new sign of affection
-
in her
only a merciless
impression
perpetuated
by the flesh
our cardinal sin
on a spring mutation
thus brought,
all the dancing truth
within
the golden fruits
are now glowing
in the trees
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