branches of burned skin. almost invisible.
another garden where one gets lost. or not. or maybe.
and a certain mouth still to come. or not. or maybe. and to touch another mouth in need of fruit. before a possible rebirth. or not. or maybe.
the moon was dry. born too early.
breaking the circle or the process of dying.
Zarathustra and Heraclitus: Always playing with camels and fire in the desert
Only the desert can appease the craving for fullness, only the fire can appease the fear of darkness, only the strongest camels can cross m...
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Maybe birds dream within my Desiring Freedom and cross everything the closures of gardens, hearts, and manuscripts -
Eros, o Noturno. Eros, o Assaltante. Passas as horas sonhando sem nexo: Rende-te ou eu acabo-te! Canta-me ou eu grito! Beija-me ou eu devoro...
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