Naked you are blue like the night in Cuba,you have vines and stars in your hair,
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Oh invade me with your scalding mouth,search me if you like, with your nocturnal eyes,but allow me to sail and sleep upon your name.
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Green was the silence, wet was the light,the month of June trembled like a butterfly.
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Your eyes have the colour of the moon,
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Of so much moon were your hips to me,of all the sun your deep mouth and its delight,of so much burning light like honey in the shade
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I repeated: come with me, as if I were dying,and no one saw in my mouth the moon that was bleeding,no one saw the blood that was rising into the silen...
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I have hunger for your mouth, for your voice, for your hair
