Do not serve other keys on my temples
that take me into the hall
of your beauty.
Do not believe my senses in god
than that which comes from your lips
when you kiss.
my soul Do not commit any sin
shorten the sentence I
your galleys.
That does not hurt to me more pain cross
the distance between my bed
and your absences.
my religion never have another mystery
the taste of your breasts
a new breeze.
Do not take me in life ordeal
to commune with your nakedness
some ungodly.
not learn to pray more prayers
that starting in the swing
your hips.
And there is no more fire in hell
than that which burns every night
between your legs.
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