Bal Moderne
I flew to a bal moderne and to the arms of my significant other. we twisted and we fell into the deep colours of a sleepless soirée. no moon. no stars. no others. i came to be one. i came to be only yours.
(*W. Burroughs) BLOG de Jorge Tiago Martins [comentários e sugestões para jorgetiagomartins@hotmail.com]
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