sail

and smiles
all the venom of love

and wakes up
the life of my lips
 
and slips smoothly
into my body

bohème wants to sail
like a well-versed poet

through my blood
till gets inside my soul

and winks to me
and vitalizes me

and is ridiculously
and faultless

and deeply to satisfy
any sleepy desire

my perfidious coffee

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