I Love Walking Through The Green Valley, Folowing The Stream That Flows To The Sea Where The Red Fishes Swim To Jthe Purple Coral Reefs Of The Tropics... Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

I Love Walking Through The Green Valley, Folowing The Stream That Flows To The Sea Where The Red Fishes Swim To Jthe Purple Coral Reefs Of The Tropics...

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mysterious doors of my perception sugest wicked adventures

life is the jungle like roulette but the milky way reveals the faces of the godesses,

gathered round the fountain,

the curviture of her waist, is like a dove

reclined on the white pillows

we gaze at the pleiad constelatio for a few minutes,

we pick roses in the garden nonetheless

, in love we wander to my ladies bower

in my room we touch, our bodies meet in earthly paradise

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