Tell me more, tell me more
about your sky and
starry nights and
your bright day azure.
Tell me more about the
lilies of your backyard,
the winding red trail
reaching you to me with
your fragrant lips
...and lot more.
Tell me more about your
poems and dreams,
stopping my words
with overpowering kisses
with dew streams rolling
on your cheeks.
Tell me more about me.
Free me from this nonsense,
hold my hand to fly
beyond the fence.
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