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THE
PARADISE
OF THE UNIVERSE

What will say my solitary soul

on having entered the interior of the woman

that represents the entire universe

and to walk along her paradise of loves

listening to the music of her unnerving violins

of the kiss and her lustful pantings

that shakes her fecund belly

wise and learned in the delights of love.

She invites me to slide repeatedly to the rhythm

of the warm music from the paradise of loves

that makes rock her life

in giving clouds

of eternals delights

that expresses hidden secrets

in cases of solitude

medallions of memories

and nostalgics parchments.

It is delightful to remind her in this way

and to know she is with me.