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lend me yourself


because i need something real,

something warm 

kind

infinite.


lend me yourself


because there is darkness around me,

but

your smile is the sun

your embrace is the only warmth

i want,

in the winter of  thoughts confined.


lend me yourself


because your whole handsomeness,

though the cause of my inadequacy,

is the yellow of 

                             my day.


lend me yourself

and my redness is yours,


 foreverforever.






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