Monday, January 18, 2010

Used Ranger 22 Sailboat

Evenings





I wrapped the vortex of your delicacy
the moment your tongue suggestively while stirring gently,
your lips like waves, wave in the sea in your face so well, allowing
to emerge suddenly but gently on the word little.

even God knows why these waves vocal leaving me to shake me enchant
time on drug convirtiéndoseme
calling me looking for more of it,
therefore calls me to crave more of you.

But do not let that stop words
not let que fluyan todas ellas como atronadora corriente,
Puesto que me incitan a dejar que cohabites mis oídos,
Las cuales, me brindan esperanza de que yo habite en tu corazón.