Horatiu Stamatin

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(even The Saints...) - Poem by Horatiu Stamatin


Even the saints make love.
Recently I have seen one how he was resting his sex in the waves of this calm edge.
He seems to be here although he was gone for long.
And everything was happening at the shadow of your insidious eyelashes.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 26, 2008

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