My ideal woman

2010

I loved you

and hundreds before,

and it’s never made me tired,

until now.

The fire I played with finally spread,

a wild conflagration within me.

In this hell, I resign my romantic vices

and wait for ashes

so that I can rise a tame and steady woman,

moderate, virtuous and content.

Now, I want nothing more than to be safely imprisoned,

so I cannot break another heart,

so I cannot break my own.

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