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The Beauty Through Your Neck

The perfection of your lips,
the lips I'll never kiss,
the kiss I've always wished,
the wish that steals my peace.

It's this what I track,
and there's no way back.
Through your trim neck,
I see the beauty on the deck.

Then my repressed desires flow,
all the things I'd like to know,
but in the end I let it go...
It's just another piano show.


(Júlio B.)
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