Poetry and Painting | Half woman and half dream | Page 3

Poetry and Painting | Half woman and half dream | Page 3

Poetry and Painting | Half woman and half dream | Page 3

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The onion is frost
> closed and poor:
frost of your days and of my nights. Ice and frost Hunger and onion: In the cradle of hunger
> My child was With onion blood / strong>
But your blood, A brunette woman,

onion and hunger

> solved in luna,
spilled thread in thread
on the cradle . Laugh, child, You swallow the moon

Lark of my house / em>
laughs a lot. em> light of the world. Laugh so much to hear you,
beat the space

Your laughter sets me free Solitude takes me away,

> jail pulls me Mouth that flies, strong> heart that in your lips flashes.

> living as never colored.
How much goldfinch in goes back, flutters from your body! p> I woke up from being a child.
Never wake up I'm sad to go to my mouth.

Always laugh. Always in the crib, > Defending Laughter

Being so high,
strong> that your flesh seems sky sifted. If I could >
go back to the origin your career!

By the eighth month you have with five orange blossoms < / strong>
Ferocities


with five teeth

Like five jasmines teenagers. > It will be tomorrow, Border of kisses
When in the denture
You feel a weapon. > You feel a fire
run down teeth looking for the center / em> William Adolphe Bouguereau Pierre Puvis de Chavannes

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