What it would happen if
This white crown of foams
That brings the sea
Were red and bloody
To the internal of my veins,
My arteries and heart:
It is for sure I will be declared
Desolated
For your tsunami of love.
Swollen my dendrites are
Full with the emotion
That means to me seeing you.
Faces that change
Without you to notice it,
The configuration of the archipelago
Of my kisses.
If this white crown of foams
That brings the sea
Were red and bloody
To the internal of my veins,
My arteries and heart:
It is for sure I will be declared
Desolated
For your tsunami of love.
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