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The Loud Residents
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Verlaine
You look a bit tired
though you try to smile.
I beg you pardon
the poets are gone.
I touch your side,
tremors in your thighs.
When I do feel your ribs
I can caress the light.
Undress me now,
let's play the clowns,
take off your mask
it's cold outside.
It's carnival,
we are undone,
show me your soul,
I'll show you mine.
Oh, I follow the stars.
Oh, inlaid in your paleness.
Oh, your eyes are two seas.
Orion is in your fingers.
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The sky falls down
as the sun goes down.
We run through the streets
as the poets look upset.
We breathe between trash,
we must be sick.
Hey, can you tell me the colour of the sky?
Can you please tell me?
From blue to black,
from yellow to brown,
from purple to white,
from pink to grey.
Lovers run away
in nights of pleasure
and Tom Verlaine.
Oh, I follow the stars.
Oh, inlaid in your paleness.
Oh, your eyes are two seas.
Orion is in your fingers.
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