Category : Poems

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Her lips block me in desire,
 Her lips bought me a ticket to paradise. 

 Her lips become sweeter 
When she starts laughing at my jokes, 
In my arms she wants 
 To spend her lonely nights. 

 But she is not as selfish as the others, 
She shares with me all her madness.

When she begins to smile, 
The sky opens and the angels
 Begin to paint her angelic face,
 Letting us go together 
To our corner of paradise.  

It makes me touch happiness 
With just one finger, 
When I touch her shiny hair
 Through my quiet breathing.

  She makes me sing 
Knowing she likes my voice.
She makes me see
 The world from above.