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Bancomodino Al ... De Profundis

In a moment, you you will go, as if I were silent in flight,
graceful and wise, not to disturb my sleep, far too light
not to notice your meandering float above me, while I
, still, I am listening to your every breath, aiming to kidnap me.

Why?
The last question goes on my lips, and can not reach you,
while in the shadows I see your picture, furtive as seductive
in those gestures designed to cover your shapes that even concealed,
can give me back my breath I took off the previous evening when I met you.

Everything has a beginning and an end and every end, after all, just a new beginning.
How can I convince myself this time, precisely the moment when I'm watching the final worst?
only dreamed of a life with you tonight, and the dawn of this new day
the first rays of sunlight projected my worst nightmares

If you come back at night, at least if time stopped for a moment ... A light
increasingly intense draw your breasts, marked by a tuft of hair blacks
One of those rays hit your eyes, surprised to look out there,
without betraying the slightest thought to who would take at least a last look up to you.

The door should move, to no avail silent but
of a sudden you turn around and come shooting at me!
My heart beats, hope you turn, as your hand touches my
and beyond, placing my arm right next to the inert.

noise of a corrugated paper comes out of your hands, and shakes me
My eyes are wide open, and you're there a breath from me.
Your lips will hatch into a smile,
your eyes meet mine, taking off the entry, and stifling a yelp, rimastomi throat

Your hand disappears between your breasts large and emerged alone, without those papers
now worthless to me,
in front of the memory of that long and only night ended like many
others, with a withdrawal from my Bancomodino ...

Female Waxing Diagrams

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I was always fond quest'irto
neck ... and yet, in the day of the Magi and the Epiphany, that all parties will take away the accursed,
I'm here to give it gift, in my latter days, before you go with them ...

In the dark dark night of my darkest thoughts, like prisoners, are gathering in the mind.
my nightmares, fellow convicts of the same cell, too small and narrow to contain them all,
there, inside my site, intimate, yet alien, invading your home,
never find enough room or way out . Let

alone, at least for an hour! That my mind will sleep waiting for the Lady
She certainly will, by itself,
to give us eternal silence, while a node, there will tighten your throat.

Silence

O my thoughts, and you nightmares, wait! Do not go away!
Who will now remain without you to keep me company?
Loneliness is perhaps a companion?
Perhaps it is, yes ... but not worthy of a bitch,
to abide in the next moment of death,
and give me the strength to accomplish it, my useless step.

But where, if I may ask, if not forever to nowhere?
There is no star, or aurora in the night, because the eternal infinity.
Only a memory remains with me, I live in a few minds, they will die soon, and finally
anything except just a name, will be written on tombstones disgraceful.

And what of that name still remain? Even with this gesture of mine will destroy him,
to impair memory, so that no one who bears more than eternal, timeless
envious of his fate.
No. .. Do not come delivered to the ears of any mortal,
and disappear into the silence of oblivion, too, with a gesture
unclean and impure, as mine.

Nothing will remain with me forever, except
a letter without a reason, and
that is why I ask you now, last reader of this copy wet and alone, to sniff
this cowardly soaked sheet,
and exhilarate me with your last smile, lest
memory remains, even in those who read it, this sad story
written on a sheet with a poison vile and inglorious,
fading that will bring a companion for my journey,
or at least for those who believe that in addition to this, there is a more destinations ...