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She kisses my body with crystal lips

To light the fire

That impregnate her womb

Every inch of my skin beats and lights

I have dreams stained blue by the ether

As she strokes my hair green

Entwined in her fingers

Lying is lying and vulnerable

Naked, clear, translucent, evaporated

To ascend to heaven with their flight and song

silent

I can hear in his veins

And sometimes the sound was rampant

After touching the clouds

his breath

Inside, she takes the beating of son

Decendera be born with his memories and liquids

A land spreading

so much life

  both fire

such passion

weeping

His tears are cold

rolling

Drip

From north to south

Tears that Indra Lamera

for comfort

She will return to kiss my body

I will return to quench my thirst