Paulo
May told love in red
fire of passion burns
Heart deep
With flame of desire
Or in turn into green
As buds of spring
In breathe put life
In stiff of a lemon tree
To come young
Out of linger
In doubt of winter
But you honey in one brief
Sigh you seize a song
Sweetness of heart
In one sound of hot which coated with sugar
A honey
Who in lips is hold in
You bear to hand
To craver a soul
Who thirsted to hold you
Honey in hug
close to heart
Warm's in home
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