quinta-feira, 5 de fevereiro de 2009

translation by google...

Rises in the body burning,
breast caress a coward,
wipe the latent desire of life.
The cry goes up the throat hands of the embarrassing hair.
Climb the toes, in between the thighs, the explosion of the movement.
Rises linked to the desire spine.
It has a smell of fire the soul of women.

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