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You

Donna hungry woman who raped me
the brain senses and tortured me flight to abstract
peaceful lagoons to find the meaning of things.
Smells, entering the deep pain I
with the ferocious cruelty of unknown beings,
upset soul long gone.


Eyes

Dolce
lost in the blue-green of your eyes doe love.
Reflection of the moon in the clear
eyes full of secret promises.