On the days
she put up her hair
and
saw herself
in silence.
He fell at her feet.
No words
passed
her lips.
Delicate light
of
sparkling
pleasures.
Softened
to
the point
of
melting.
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On the days
she put up her hair
and
saw herself
in silence.
He fell at her feet.
No words
passed
her lips.
Delicate light
of
sparkling
pleasures.
Softened
to
the point
of
melting.
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