A Waltz For Zizi Poems

I've learned alone, how to make love
because I had to show that pride
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It's time to let the snow behind
and say goodbye for the last time
like a man in the immense white of the snow
like a kiss, wondering what's he doing on those red lips
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I dreamed
of being free in my own heart
without the need of searching
for something that belonged to you
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If I could revolve the world
I would do it for you, so that
you fall in love with me, and
never part your legs, for anyone else
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I was the first to have you put in poems
and tell you that I love you
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I have made love to you
in your palms,
so just tell me
if you are going to leave me,
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I remember you, your mouth
pressed on the left side of my
chest, whispering to my heart.
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I remember the morning
after we accidentally fell asleep
in your room.
I remember the sun
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It is my ritual
when it rains,
to write letters
and set them aflame.
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I remember you, your mouth
pressed against the left side of
my chest, whispering to my heart
that you want to make love to me.
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