Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Is Sperm Is Drinkable

Looking under the brightness of a mirror


Stop for a second and save a sigh
just when your silhouette looms in the mirror.
I'll be at that moment looking hidden
in silence, as you drop all modesty to the ground. Looking

your eyes with your smile lift sagging. Looking
the dark of your eyes with a tinge of mischief. Looking
lend your hands are to bring a touch. Looking
lips overflowing with sensuality and charisma. Looking at your skin
awakening the rhythm of the breeze ...

Finally shame you drop the little you have left your hands
As I describe your silhouette
mingle with the water still wets your
And the warm moisture now your body craves.

know I keep looking under the glow of your mirror erotic
and accentuates your eyes with a twinkle;
dropping the profile of your lips, sensually finger, resting
slowly your hips
convexity you wrap the shadows and sand with your hair.

And that's how this subtle game of seduction I:
looking at your body in that second that you keep a sigh,
I realize that everything has been just a dream product
And that simply and sweetly sleep, under the glow of my mirror.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Wedding Cards Performa

The Touch of an Angel

H o is a beautiful angel who cries!;
AƱora who is in heaven.
At the same time in the shadows
a poor beggar misses his kisses!

The Beggar wants to go up to heaven
and touch their hands to their lips!
The Angel wants to hear your verses
and prevent a tear fall down.

And so it goes as night falls,
The Beggar longing for the touch of an Angel
and Angel eyes wanting to see honest,
while away on distance is like silence.

For you my pretty Mayi (Omaira Gutierrez)

Monday, February 23, 2009

What Does Love At First Sight Mean In Italian

Seminar Life in the Spirit

Taller de Carismas 1-Hermana Malvina Modesto

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Friday, February 13, 2009

Can Ipod Nike Sensor Get Wet

NEVER AGAIN!


for no reason
or at least apparently
my soul has returned to active leaks
night keeping my beating heart

the same way that my smile vanished today
suddenly remembers his existence;
as once I can close my eyes and enjoy
as the breeze caresses me it sounds like the sea.

My soul returns to be naughty
and begins to reconnect with my trinity
soon expected to be walking beside me
and do not lock my steps ...

NEVER AGAIN!

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Cateye Strada Vs Micro

I look with different eyes


million years ago I
somewhere in another world or maybe
not long ago somewhere in this world

I looked with other eyes precisely
the eyes of a child and absurdly
it were everything;
my staff, my reason and my way ...

But
died and me time.
I do not know where
but went back to my body back

I look now with other eyes seeing
and ended as I drown