Melô do Amor (part. PG. 400)

[Murica]
I need to say some things about
Love!

When your hair is messy
The lioness side awakens
Your thighs speak, squeeze me
Poison your arrow and hit me
The sound that plays is the key to the safe
That opens along with the lips
That have the gift of moaning, and calling me a poet
I love it when you give me
Imaginary action, to bend this straight little life
I confuse your legs with those of other girls
With the scent of herbs, picked from the jars of your ideas
Delicious!
In shape, to prove who I am
And I'm a bit exaggerated, love!
But if I don't chew you up
I won't be able to taste the flavor

[Peres and PG. 400]
Oh my love, I'll be back
Today I'll come home earlier to stay
I need some time to clear my mind
Toasting another poem conceived by the bar
Kiss my mouth until dawn
Wearing out another pack without even needing to smoke
I run to your arms to exalt myself
You made me smile when I tried to bring myself down
Without being

[PG. 400]
Love
Don't love me too much, I ask
Loving too much creates children
Children pay for the excess

The night spies on us through the window
And the moon illuminates the passionfruit sheet
The neighbors hear the missing passion in the air
In our paired lungs
Ecstasy, frenzy, legs tremble
Sweat drips, words moan
The bed feels, the flesh lies, the body craves
And who climaxes?
We do!

[Peres, Murica, and PG. 400]
Oh my love, I'll be back
Today I'll come home earlier to stay
I need some time to clear my mind
Toasting another poem conceived by the bar
Kiss my mouth until dawn
Wearing out another pack without even needing to smoke
I run to your arms to exalt myself
You made me smile when I tried to bring myself down
Without being