The memory of my body on your body is the sea, also the skin
is salt and coral,
the mouths of fans rush out and return the heart
eroded by the kisses that have not been.
Through the eyes of old arena,
near the sea, I held your breath, no light
coast, glorious cliffs to get rid
;
-all in love is some sea-
how otherwise explain his return
his leg, his waves,
strange spells, his misfortune. Amarte
was embarking on a dream of algae would feed me
perfect shells,
had your life, you were my death,
also had something deep;
eventually obscured by evergreen maze
and it hurt the heart of love and helplessness. Amarte
was looking for a continent to a continent
, discover a shipwreck teñirnos
blue and green the soul,
build an ocean to our knots.
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