A rhythm,
A nude rhythm she is…
Shameless with eyes,
filled with secrets.
Still, carry the moments,
wanted to write.

Wants to swim with dolphins
and fly like a bird.
Free to smile,
weep for the rhythmic sound of life.

She is a scent of seasons,
sprinkles with her nudity.
Running with the wind,
to make the flow of life.

She drinks wine with friends,
to know the powerful beast inside,
untamed by this world,
the nude heart
the nude body
she loves to laugh…


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