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No dia em que a terra
A lua
E o sol alinharem-se
Quero estar abraçado a ti
Talvez assim
A magia do universo unir-nos-á por uma vida
Talvez assim
Dançássemos ao mesmo ritmo
E eu provar-te-ia que
Não sou dois pés esquerdos
Quando minha alma dança com a tua
DivineDao Sep 2016
Forgetting the Fiori Azori
It's wonderful
How  I  dream         of you

Thrilling nuances
Shades of autumn
And your silken ties
Floating so lovely
Upon the Indian
Summer breezes

Their ornamented patterns
Match the glimmering fireflies
Flying relentlesly out and through
Your winking eyelashes   when you   Think

           Dance with me
Untill magia has the force

... then you drink like day dreams are wasted
Inumerable times when they chrash into the bulletproof

Be grateful! Our land has savoured all known wanderers lost into the blackness of thick sublime nights; has rescued their blackouts, sleeping on those peculiar green painted wooden branches, and more often on city park's white benches

Where do we go?

Squirrel friends chatting above in the fir tree canopies, quarreling over hazelnuts and what to throw upon lonely souls, blissfully snoring, dreaming of another one to...

explore blue ancestral flood
Written on this heartwarming music

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