Florentino, forlorn lover
Your eyes are overcast today
Your hands outstretched for cocoa skin
And mine searching for ivory
Your heart, played for amusement
Confused naivete
Today
Remember the snow
No powerful
Enunciation
And throw it all away
The voices resound tenfold
You mustn't stop to grow old
For you'll forget her name
Let me be grace among
Myriad liaison
For I am waiting just the same
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