Category : Poems

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My soul is older than the rest of my body, 

The life I lived burned all my desires.

  I need a good book to read, 

A red wine to taste at the table.

Darling, my love, 

Please read me at least the last poem.
  My words keep my mouth silent,

 I pay attention to everything,

To everything that could set me on fire.

I need nights full of sleep 'cause

The life I live burns all my desires.