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A thrill, a thrill was
.
walked
air and exhaust
sweet lightning
through my nerves,
down my back.
turned his eyes around, hugged
reflections on

drops left on the first leaves.
It was a thrill, a thrill
only. Unexplained
, or perhaps
deliberately kept hidden from me
me.
was just a thrill, or perhaps a flicker of
dream?
It 's a dream?

was only a minute and again, I do not know why,
my world again became
only stars.

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Kiss

We kissed.
I drew with my left hand towards me by his side. The right hand rested, with his fingers to his itnrecciate, the rough, ancient stone parapet of the riverside trees overlooking the placid flow of the river full of earth.
kiss was a placid, something expected, the known and expected. A kiss long and intense, quiet. A kiss sad, already full of nostalgia.
was a kiss with the taste of regret in mind in the mouth, tongue fixed at that point where you feel stronger the bitterness. We knew
. After that kiss, there was only silence. What words would be used? It was already instilled in us the resignation.
That moment was the culmination of a little fun, a little mad sometimes necessary.
eyes closed, remove all distractions. The thought invaded by the fluid stream of sensations. The humidity of vents, the hot breath like a wind that came out of the nostrils, the contrast between the rugged rock of the old square and the subtle softness of his fingers painted nails of a brown color too weird pr have a name. The city
snoring monotonous and calm. His rumbling mingled with the little roll of the water.
The wind rustled the leaves.

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Dialogue from the balcony

Again, again,
winked at me from up there, Luna.
I am always here, I have always
,
from this balcony,
on these roads.
lured me, tempt me,
like a slut, but I
incite, push me,
as a friend.
Where to?
I have a table, chairs, books, music
glasses and bottles. Elsewhere
can not stay, as
is prohibited. I
you look bad, I
is ignored. Instead of me

stars shine on the eye reflexes
of wealth out of reach.
hopeless, I say.
I have my own, I must suffice.
But how many times I blow it to hell
and grabbed what I denied.
you take hold of, Moon, and gemerai in my hands. However

Hoping not to be found only air between my fingers sweat

after waking from a restless sleep.

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"I dreamed so hard that I went out the blood from his nose"