Feel your steps
enter in the compass
of each space deformed
of this tumultuated city,
feel the groove
of the exhaust pipe
in the sound, almost a running over,
aôxi... I stepped on in the cement...
The jelousy guy
was delighted in the way
of being admired
for having in the arms that brown sugar lady.
So many things to understand,
suddenly, a fine rain...
In the window of the building
I see that couple happy,
that they start to argue
and at a happy drizzle moment,
One hug of love and a kiss blows up
spreading in all that affection,
It was as if the city was bluer
in a clarity of abetters in rain.
Look, My friend, How is pretty
the abetters in rain,
A colorful kiss
in the way them celestial drops.
Feel the compass
hurry your step
the love cannot stop!
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