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gabriel_moraesvu
The body is a map and a landscape, Where emotions are drawn, And each curve, like a river, Flows into a thousand hearts. This beauty that reveals itself In each turn, in each curve, Is the art of being unique, The purest form of struggle. With curves that speak of strength, Of history, of beauty and pain, Its essence is poetry.
gabriel_moraesvu
My platonic passion... Each curve of your body Is an unwritten verse, A line that is drawn In the mystery of infinity. The contour of your skin Sings stories without words, Where the touch becomes poetry, And the gaze is lost in its locks. Curves that speak of secrets, That keep time in their gestures, And each movement is a sigh Of a love that is eternal, and manifest.
