domingo, 13 de novembro de 2016

I'm jealous
Of the water that touches your body
Jealous of rain
That falls and seduces you
I'm jealous
Of that Butterfly Scratching the Skies
So free, innocent and pure
And captures your attention
I'm jealous
Of the music that enters your ears
And touches your soul
I'm jealous
of he odor that flowers
Launch and enfold you
As they I want to be
Sun key that attracts you
Inebriate Perfume
Sunrise that awakens you
Sunset that caresses you
Constellation of stars that guide you

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