Your geography then became a refuge for biodiversity intense emotional. Just the two, what else was missing from this space filled with time?
With peace, I explore my fingers settlers as invaders jealous of your warm surface now free of purity. Remote control of light, could be viewed as eternal stretched and wet. Out of all quiet, throbbing in your area by way of mourning, bright pearl velvet covering your whole being, elevating and encogiéndote like a breath. It was quiet after the chaos in that dimension that I never accepted as a modest and finally I made my own on you, on the ground and on my principles. What I can tell you about the very moment, pure poetry. Dream, reviewed, and masturbated as often imagined. Chewed, dilated, tampered with, altered, reinvented so many others. Finally executed with grace and rhythm. Details: missed a glance, a moment of eye contact. Largely absent. Hence I conclude that triumphed over physical chemistry in this combustion. Lacked soul, but in no way altered this the result, at least for me. I'll take your silence elusive, tight lips, lids adjusting your eyes, as if to protect it from a second stab. No matter now, even if I nail you with his eyes, just got to nail you with what I wanted. Like nails in my neighborhood, in your walks, our first words and especially in your future, that he will stay with us today. Now my fingers are walking without any sign of you. Adapted to the climate, review and record the second to feed both live memories safe whenever we close our eyes. That will be our union, reborn a dream every night and although we are physically separated, never forget you and the best thing you can not forget. No, do not forget this brand.
do not have to mourn, it's my first time, but I confess I might have been different if he had not had to force you.
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