Tag: Robert Desnos
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I’ve dreamed of you so many times that you don’t seem real anymore. Is there yet time to reach this living body and to kiss upon these lips the birth of a voice that is dear to me?
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I’ve dreamed of you so many times that you’ve stopped being real. Can I still reach out and touch your living body? kiss on your lips the birthplace of the voice I so love?
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I’ve dreamed so much of you that you lose your reality. Is there still time to attain this living body and kiss on this mouth the birth of the voice I cherish?
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I dreamed of you so much that you became unreal. Is there still time to grasp your living body to kiss that lollipop mouth the birthplace of the voice I treasure?
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I’ve dreamed of you so much that you’ve become unreal. Is there time left to get to your living body and candy-kiss that mouth at the source of a voice so dear to me?
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I have dreamt of you so often you’ve lost your reality Is there still time to touch this living body and kiss this mouth, the birthplace of the voice so dear to me?
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I’ve dreamt of you so often that you’re losing your reality. Is there still time to reach this living body and kiss on these lips the birth of the voice I treasure?
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I’ve dreamt of you so often that you become unreal. Is there still time to reach your living body and kiss on your mouth the birth of the voice so dear to me?
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I have dreamed of you so long now your realness does wane. Is there time yet to meet that vital body and unto those lips kiss birth to the voice so dear to me?
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I’ve dreamed of you so much that your reality slips away Is there still time to touch that warm body Kiss the lips where that voice is born Your beloved voice
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