Indulgence And Love Poem by Lionara S.t.m.o.l

A hug increasingly grows,
understands leniently the weakness,
be left, the earthy to enjoy,
and let moralists to speak of sin.

Vulnerabilities everyone has,
if his mid investigates the causes,
Noone will speak for sin
with hands open will give friendships.

Nobody knows his future,
the position he may come,
though the heart can't longer resist,
Come hug to wait for the Charo.

Members of the same body all are,
Loving all and the devil envy.