You are bleeding,
you are fertile, you are holy.
You know of what you are mistress
as much as I know of what I am master.
You are a mother
as much as I am a father.
YES.
OF MY STORY.
OF MY POETRY.
De noite ou de dia, Só porque gostava, Só porque podia, Me escolhia, Me devorava Como o que mais sacia. Uma e outra vez Me buscava Ou de peq...
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