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Amber Mist

Amber Mist

d 'useless pride.

of you, only

I love the contours,

poisonous kisses,

the embers of the hips.

Muto

with the soul barefoot

eventually

with the silence within,

I speak

waiting

those kisses that Catullus

asked Lesbia.

I love

timidly

between your breasts,

feel the slight weight

words never spoken.