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My white rose, of the garden of my dream, Caresses with your, sweetly lips of honey, Them thirst, lips of my being, Impregna your sprayed of the morning, With your aroma of woman, En all my skin, thirsty for vos ...............
eso que escribiste es lindo lobito... :thumbup1:
Thank you ...........
For me it is an honor, that your Biby says it, I am neither writer, nor poet, alone a normal man .......... :001_smile:
I don't wash the towel.... the towel wash ME ¿Who washes the towel?
Three switched witches watch three Swatch watch switches. Which switched witch watch which Swatch watch switch?
We are fortunate, for this one day more breathed grace demos for this..
An old Japanese myth says that if two star-crossed lovers commit dual suicide, they get reincarnated as twins.
Alone volume I remember them more beautiful of the past, reject quite the villains, because I do not do anything in spite of having it in my soul, it was filling with hatred, envy, rancor, anger, bitterness etc. Which will eat away my feeling, leaving it in absolute sadness, which does not carry anything, mejo to live with happiness, every day that to spend ...........
The simplest question can be bloody hard to resolve if the mind is fooling elsewhere.
I need to breathe your fragrance of lily,
Need to see your face, for stay in my mind recorded,
I need your eyes of honey, to see the love,
Need your lips red passion, to calm my thirst, for vos,
Need your soul to live through this illusion,
Need your smile for it makes happy to my sad soul,
I need to know that me to love, to fuse with your soul.......
The love is blind, but when one wakes up of him, it is too much late, because it is not possible done behind in covered, alone way to there remain looked this illusion that our soul needs, this way for a brief moment of our life, prune to love and to be loved and to share with this person the happiness of the happiness ..............................
Greywolf you've made me think about a song from U2: "Love is blindness". How curious. It's one of my favourite songs, by the way.
¿Juat?:glare:
I have a lot of dead cats, buried in my back yard..............
achussss no se ingles, ignorante de mi
Only the roses bloom in spring, but your it blooms my soul, every day of my sad loneliness, dream caresses your pale face, and word of love whispers to your ear, but I know that when the day comes, my face they were caressing first beams of the Sun, and only it will be a beautiful illusion that my soul felt in a dream of love................
Lobogris..
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Iniciado por lobogris20
Lovely.... :thumbup:
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Grace BibyCita:
Iniciado por Biby
The fresh summer breeze,
It Brings there is my mind, recollection,
Of that love, of my adolescence,
My first illusion of love,
Of black hair jet, tez of cotton,
Of sweet thoughtfull, green emerald,
Of cheeks rosaditas, lips of honey,
And body of siren, jurisdiction the moments,
more wonderful than I have feel.................
lobogris
Only the illusion, it can goes to being human beings, has obtains mas longed of his heart, Because when he is face-to-face with this person who to love, already does not need this illusion, only it loved to this angel that it obtained one day in a summer of a lot of heat travelled along the central park of the street 63, and his looks for a brief moment were, and a smile I appear in the face of that nymph, to give step to a new love ........... :001_smile:
lobogris
Un auténtico placer compartir con vosotr@s este miércoles :thumbup:
Mañana, más y mejor :biggrin:
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oye guapa es en ingles XDCita:
Iniciado por Naya
I´m so sorry, I hadn´t read it :blushing:
spring is here, with the scent of a woman,
permeated the air, with fragrance of love,
are beating my heart, a rose of love,
of singular beauty, which left her scent on my heart,
that sparked my enthusiasm, a new love
lobogris
hello folks
There's nothing more that I want
Than to touch you
To seek truth
In your eyes
The only thing that I want
Is to be with you
And watch the sunrise
Every time I see the sunset in your eyes
Words can not express the feeling deep inside
Your fire gives me sweet inspiration
When the morning comes
You bring life like a sunrise...
good morning fellas
You are a spring flower,
Are oasis for thirst,
Are a coat for my soul,
Are a light for my eyes,
Which there illuminates the silk one of my love ................ :001_smile:
lobogris