Stay until

I fall asleep

and the night is gone,

come and pray to me your love,

with dexterity and affection,

with your calm voice,

and thy little mouth,

with all your love.

Comes in a veil of fantasy,

to dream for a day.

On the mountain or on the beach,

come, dress me in poetry,

until my body receives,

My mouth will be satisfied.

of your honey kisses

Grace Bica

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