E R M A N N O E A N D I
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The carnival of the soul

Erotic poetry

The carnival of the soul

(erotic poetry)
Has a continual feast when flying with a great woman ...
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A mask
is superimposed on your face
changing perspectives,
music and magic
surround you ...
fascinate me.

The mystery gets to me,
Your eyes pierce me,
whip the perimeter of your breasts,
suck your senses,
I hear the emptiness of the full.

A blue smoke
brings me back to me,
ends glowing carnival
the last mask falls,
I look at your face,
I recognize it .... is mine!

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