terça-feira, 10 de março de 2009

Imperial bed

Wipe your sweat
with the queen of the bed sheet,
I drew black and white
to balance my disorder

Border your ring on my chest
and disposing the nodes blind,
promised my enemies
extends the flag by heat

danced until the cock quiver,
until I returned to his strategic point
a minute's silence to healing without medicine

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