Casual night We ovillamos in a just groaned. Your body like the night progressed as time - without errors- under sweaty hunger of my body. And I that I swore not to love I love trampling death, that I will wait in the middle of the city When walk from face to cry moving me from your voice. It rains, it is winter and it rains, I hear the empty every drop the silence of our loneliness the mystery of who we are: dogs of the same litter licking old history of the body. We know that it is an accident, a chance encounter. Even so, give me the salt of your absurd existence the burning ocean from your mouth. Let me convince you We do love forever. Salty coffee Dear, I can not give me tonight I have litanies scattered on the skin shower cream and Eau de Cologne they fail to soften the rocks which passes through my body. Even my forehead so langueteas land of cemetery, Kiss my mouth nest of silence deshojas my vagina Ocean tired and sad. Yet as you stretch, you shrink, you groan on my cuerpo-objeto to which you swear quench convince remove nervousness and tiredness. Love, your understanding I softens for breakfast Ill remember tonights and just as you confused my No Yes I confound the salt with sugar and I will give you a salty coffee. Dear, I hope that you breakfast in silence.
Posted on: Sat, 25 Jan 2014 08:08:37 +0000
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