Today I die in the arms of a poet

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Today I die in the arms of a poet
and the soul carries a sigh
with a tender look,
when love knocks at its door
Today I die in the arms of a poet,
her velvet skin, her eyes
like two sapphires...
of infinite tenderness soothe my madness
Today I die in the arms of a poet,
his voice in love makes me dance,
like music, his smile,
his tender look will be poetry of the heart.
Today I die in the arms of a poet
with silent kisses, noble kisses,
kisses that only souls give.
Today I die in the arms of a poet
and the heart dreams again, when writing
beautiful poetry to resurrect in his letters.