ME AND YOU
United by love, same placenta
What unites both in designing and in?
Presence as equal, diverse hedge,
And when in time, already giving encouragement.
Beaten by the fury of the storm
Where every joy insane drinks
The body is perceived extolling
And even peace still holds.
Bearing my mistakes, do not proceed
And occasionally I try, I'm with you
Know of another happiest moment.
But to lose myself in the path excuse,
The fury of empty seduce me
And what makes me well wanted.