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You must be
some kind of infection of my highest affections and dreams. Whatever you lead me to do even though you´d never known, seems unmoral, wicked and wrong, but in my fleshy hope, it´s built my truth. Some irresistible force glues our fragility It´s time to let it flow, mistakes of ours turn to strength that grows and this transgression turns to reality inside a tide of unconscious energy, It will turn our fates upside down... And the highest feelings, the deepest ones will become the introspection, may be deceptions and infections In the perfection of the complete feeling of love: It feels like the beach when tides come and go, It looks like the stars in dark and light nights, It smells like flower fields in the season of hope, It tastes like fruits, No better fruit than your love into my skin. Panama, 5/25/92 and 6/2/92
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