My love

What a
torture

The Seventy
goes to
me over

Soon I will
Scratch the curve
I dont have any
tree still
In Mother Earth
is planted

And me is
the knowledge
completely unscathed

Pleasure
all the same

I can
me my
beings
also after
my blush
til today

Me to my being
not in
the mind
bring me
soon you
My love
world adeé