In the blood red pain,
there is some nakedness. You wanted to
kiss, not as a penitent under the mistletoe.
Do not pledge after the
withdrawal, without a. haustorium. The
tears stand for the loyalty of fire.
Between the fever and the
medusae, the ocean has. a viceroyalty
to accommodate the venomous stings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh! "To accommodate the venomous stings! , ? " But, sir, that is life. Stings galore, mostly venomous!