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este poema retumbando en mi cabeza when
we breathed fast up the stairs
mis ojos en tu nuca chained nape
& the promise of your lips en mi piel sí
tv like another kind of luna we
por fin & your body blessed
i hope you know that you are blessed
que your homeland’s in your eyes
bebé we fucked by the lights
of some movie you chose
you asked me what i liked y de repente
i was fucking him not you
till you said something in my language
boca llena de tu sound
my london chico brazilian coração
your lips like a cruz heavy
like a cruz –
i want all of you all of you –
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