ERASMO SHALLKYTTON

O POETA É O SENHOR DE TODAS AS EXALTAÇÕES HUMANAS

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The color of your eyes



When I saw you
My eyes traveled
In the designer of your face
I admit
I do not know how it happened.

My hands are cold
And my heart beats fast.
Just as my thought flies
I get like that
With all my warm blood.

My eyes decipher your love
And speak to your heart.
Absorbing your sweet look
No exchange of words or gestures
I do not know how everything is going.

If you know the language of the eyes
Please! Tell me
If there is no language
It's the mystery of love in my soul.
And with you. I need to lose myself.


 
ERASMO SHALLKYTTON
Enviado por ERASMO SHALLKYTTON em 07/05/2018
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