Light me flame
need the warmth of your gaze burn over low heat
and between your legs
find beloved water.
Give me a second
a moment of your life, and you
payment in exchange with mine,
be meaningless in your absence,
slave of your smile.
Aniquílame, haunts my defense, conquest
my banner and my flag, my peace
is based on your war, my border
ends at your hip
now, sink your soul.
L'après-guerre is sweet and smells clean, rebuild
two is always easier,
establish routines, open sanctuaries
tiny writing history in capital letters, walking hand in hand
aware of the abyss.
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