In my world
I only knew how to love.
I ran looking for my ways,
I breathed love and poetry.
I ventured trying dangerous feelings,
I trusted only in love, in passion and
in my feelings.
At nightfall full of stars
we spread in our bodies
lay in grass, the heat and the dawns,
disguising by nervous laughs and
simulating know how are my limits, my madness.
Inventing, no fear for lose
shades, of the shades
fire, madness of love.
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At nightfall full of stars we spread in our bodies lay in grass, the heat and the dawns, Rachel Ann Butler