THE MOST IMPOSSIBLE GIRL FOR A DEADLY

I have a good death for you

This is my fucking luck.

Even if your love trots me

I'm going to hell to the north.

I know that my sin that does not please Me.

I have for you Girl's lust

Kisses of Honey with Raspberry Alucina

I want to die for this passion in a fight to fight.

Even though I am poor and you are rich

I see Paradise in your breasts.

This bandit love that so in me Impossible

Being me damn and poor being a man

I'm going to die of love on a waning April moon.

And this remembrance of you in soul shall be for you.

Being the pleasures of this love a calm river.

O sin of the fifth of the hells of Woman

I want to drink your body in a luxurious spoon

And live the love of the crazy insane to Cheer

I for you I want the devils of malice to win

And your sweet way in me, you know.

Doidivanas girl of the horrendous and Impossible Haunting

That the Sacro of love you have for me is unreliable and insensitive

I who beg in the bed of the infernal passion to the Invincible

I am your angel and demon of the inflamed and intangible

I for you in the underworld of my sin, I am your Insatiable joy.

I am the one who has for you the desire to love you, O Girl

Sin of dreams in livid and aphrodisiac female Oyster

I will never love other girls or any other

I have in this gust of wind the delicate life Crazy

For you are my impossible the venerable Priestess, Mistress.

I have a good death for you and even in this I am afraid and not beautiful.

This poem is seven times my sighs and wounded with a wound of you Ilesa

I finish this poetry and go to sleep in the great and warm Sadness

This is my breath O maiden the letters of the shadows without Royalty

Girl of my sin the beautiful and Impossible inspiring virgin A damn, Tereza.