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Monday, May 23, 2011
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late for your life, and this is what kills me slowly inside.
But nobody ever notice me, why not tell me what was the time when I should have come, then so is life, things always happen for a reason, I know, I always say, but not today I can accept that, I do not ...!¡!
not it unfair ...?
I spend my life saying that everyone deserves a chance, that the one who perseveres reaches, we must never stop believing in the magic of dreams, we must never stop fighting, that we must always keep a cool head and warm heart that in the struggle to live but we can never lose hope must not lose faith, even today in this moment, but I do not think any of this and is now to fight, to dream, if this "game" my destiny is already written.
Despite his betrayal I thank the power of life is having met you and you are so beautiful and if this were not enough the way you are also simple and simply wonderful.
How to forget every look, every smile, every moment of complicity, now, that's the word, can not forget so many fair, funny and wonderful moments, not long ago told me away from you, that this made no sense and really was determined, but then you do not you let me go away and how to fight your presence, against your eyes against your smile and your decision.
I have no more words to outsource or tears to mourn, so I let loose, as a sailboat at sea, the wind decides to where I have to address, cleanse my armor meantime, whet my sword and wait for a new princess why I have to fight a thousand battles, a warrior never dies ...!¡!
Cava.
Friday, May 20, 2011
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So we'll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.
For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And Love itself have rest.
Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a-roving
By the light of the moon.
Lord Byron, 1817
So never again to wander / so late at night, / Though the heart be still as loving, / And the moon be still as bright. / For the sword spends its sheath, / And the soul wears out the breast, / And the heart must pause to take breath, / And love itself must rest. / Though the night was made for loving, / And the day returns too soon, / we will not wander / the moonlight.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
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I go to a site that does not know, I see a door in the background I approach her and touch.
The door opens and you're there, waiting, your smile lights up my face and your eyes makes me shudder, I walk with your eyes while I I do the same for every inch of your body, I stand in your mouth and walk along these beautiful curves that make me feel more and more desire.
Without a word we kiss, with the greatest passion possible, like the last kiss of our lives, I kiss your neck and you love because your skin crawls, I love your breasts are pressed against my chest.
Our breath is agitated, I can hear your groans and your mine, the fumes are increasing every moment, excited we both hear and feel our heat. Already
desire took hold of us, we just want to be yourself in this transfusion of love and passion we feel for each other, body to body and let us go.
Kiss every inch of your skin and enjoy your humidity, I love to feel each of your textures and see you arching your back as a sign of pleasure. Your
hard and firm breasts remind me how lucky I am to be able to love a princess like you kiss me crazy and chew on, you like to do hard and soft, fast and slow, all at once.
Finally we become one, breathe and groan so loud that you do not stop getting excited, our bodies are wet with pleasure and at that time we can only unite our cries, welcoming the feeling called orgasm.
Now comes the calm, accompanying your sighs, mine, our breath gradually returns to normal, give me a kiss as if to say I love you, kiss you back meaning I love you too and will be for life. Are in bed, their bodies intertwined as not to ever let go, although perfect moments are not made to last, if not, it would be perfect.
Cava.