Sólo sencillas palabras

Sabes que tus ojos son la maravillosa razón de las palabras?

Sabes que tu perfección es la explicación misma de la belleza?

Sabes que no hay palabras en todos los idiomas que expliquen las maravillas que salen de tus ojos?

Sabes que no alcanzan todas las palabras del mundo para entender la perfección de tus piernas???

Lo tuyo es de verdad poesía, lo mío son sólo sencillas palabras

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