Eternity
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I have in my palm,The clay of your illuminated shell.Your beauty that remains stilled,Among the ebony shores,Clears the skies,In your nudity.I am in love with only the failure,That has become my eternal addiction.Oh, when love is my eternity.When love is my mercy. I loathe the external benefit,The mute loathing that showsA frail breathing, lifted by
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Oh, dearest goddess, with goodness in thou!You are my everything,And all my supposed failures,To dance upon your abdomen,With how you flee at every second,With how you are far,With how you also dance with speed,That matches my own. I go down to feed on thy mesmerizingFace of lips and eyes.I am soon to seeThe love that
Modern Romanticism 