rustico-monge 11/21/2019 "In your curly garden, brown anemones hold the anxious hand: Slowly. Each petal or sepal is slowly caressed, sky ... and the sight lands, abstract kiss, before the ritual kiss, in the pubescent flora, love and everything is sacred. " DRUMMOND I'm waiting for my next poem that will be as beautiful as Drummond's and how much time we have together juntos 11/21/2019
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I'm waiting for my next poem that will be as beautiful as Drummond's and how much time we have together juntos 11/21/2019