Labyrinth

Let our loneliness be accompanied tonight, our desires coincide in the same labyrinth, the one we imagine many times in secret and where the threshold of the real and the divine lies hidden; it would be opportune to lend our hours to travel all your paths with these restless hands, and you mine, with your capricious lips following the silky paths between steep hairs and sunken pores; rummage the unconfessed desire, and, at the same time, reach the same destination.

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Lugh Landrus
Venezuela
Augut: 2017