Your face, wrinkled and rough,
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With crows feet and acne scars,
Leaves me happy and with an illuminated soul
When I caress it and donít feel anything.
Your body, poorly made and full of blemishes,
Your protruding belly and your crooked legs,
Fill me with peace and pleasure
When I drift away from you, you dead thing.
This, your strange and indifferent look
Fascinates me and drives me wild with pleasure.
The moment in which I feel the greatest joy
Is the one in which I am far from you.
Your presence only annoys and bores me,
For you only drip with perversity.
If you want to see me happy and at peace with myself,
Get away from me, you monstrosity.
Well, I just published my book at iUniverse and would like to have some tips and help from you, in order to increase sales and publicity.
My name is Valdeck Almeida de Jesus, and I am the author of "Heartache Poems: A Brazilian Gay Man Coming Out from the Closet". I am Brazilian and live in Brazil.
Thanks so much for your help
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