I would like, as in the verses of poets, a diary of secrets
but then what would I like
I would like, pimp who says it, I would like you to be happy
I don't think about myself
I want no, I don't want grass
I just wanted... nothing
I wanted to have you still here with me.
I wish instead of the street there was your skin
and not at home come back again
so taking off your shoes go down on your neck
and go down again
the sound of a crystal
I put a foot on your heart
yes it's broken and it's exactly what I would like.
I would like to find you here on the sidewalk and without dignity
that you would come towards me screaming breathlessly
"You know that I don't live anymore
/>because in the middle of the world you are there and if I'm tired you have something to do with it
but finally here you are, don't say anything but say yes tell me yes".
And I stopped at the armpit< br/>I could say that you are beautiful,
even if you aren't
and then it's confusing to go slowly
because coming down to meet your hand
you see how you are
/>folding yourself onto your knees
and in silence you lower your eyes
this is why I would like
that I would like.
I would like to find you here above the sidewalk and without dignity
/>........
Because in the middle of the world there is you
and if I'm tired it's you who has something to do with it
but finally you are here, don't say anything actually ' yes.
But finally you are here
don't say anything but say yes
because in the middle of the world you are here
you, don't say anything but say yes.

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