I had never seen your lips at the mouth of another man, can you blame mi anger?
Can you imagine my fist threatening the clouds? Can you imagine my yawp so loud?
my first poem, my first song, my first groan…
and now your pink world, your orange cheeks, your suffocation, defilement...
will be of another man, another, another and another.
just go with the wind, covering the stars, with your back to the world and your eyes to infinity. Your gray chest to the sun and your legs bend heights…
Go high, go and fly, go free cloud,
Your white smile has now a reason to give booms
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