wet dream Every day I
Back in our lagoon where children spend
Smelling of sweat and mangle.
Every day I dream of you mad because I burned the food
But you know my life
How well you know my desserts
Every day I sleep in my bed
Crossing my roads
Rowing on the pillow
to reach my soul.
Every day I dream so close
But you smell is far
You smell "is not mine"
no way to buy
Every day I dream you dreamed
What I was dreaming
And swimming and dreaming
Al order to find again. Raquel
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