Perfection was great
and I'll remember it all;
In the depth of my breast
and at will just recall;
when I was just me
and relishing delight,
when I was in your arms
night after night.
But I know it will stay
in my memories alone.
Where else should it be?
It's only mine to be known.
(Itajaí - 25 May,2010)
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