me encanta el juego de diagonales y la contraposición de cálido y frío y por supuesto esa pose en la segunda supererótica besos (por cierto la del comentario suprimido fui yo, sorry..., al fin lo he conseguido, no me lo puedo creer...:-))
They are not infinite, the world and her treasures. It is not uncounted the gold we can give. World with an end for this has an end. Still, safe in the swarming of a dusty afternoon the gleam is incessant shine stipples sovereign.
Being not without end being not without mind you trove me away for our next show of finity. Stowed overhead I would be floor-sprawled remauled tied in constant opening or bed-bound, aground treasured in your weathering hands.
You turn pirate, claiming captives carelessly. Gleaning wrecks of relished riches past horizon’s silver strip, uncorralled, I watch myself walk planks.
Algo así no le queda bien a todo el mundo.
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ResponderEliminarme encanta el juego de diagonales y la contraposición de cálido y frío
ResponderEliminary por supuesto esa pose en la segunda supererótica
besos
(por cierto la del comentario suprimido fui yo, sorry..., al fin lo he conseguido, no me lo puedo creer...:-))
Otra cosa inspirada en estas fotos - gracias!
ResponderEliminarPirate
They are not infinite,
the world and her treasures.
It is not uncounted
the gold we can give.
World with an end
for this has an end.
Still, safe in the swarming
of a dusty afternoon
the gleam is incessant
shine stipples sovereign.
Being not without end
being not without mind
you trove me away
for our next show of finity.
Stowed overhead
I would be floor-sprawled
remauled
tied in constant opening
or bed-bound, aground
treasured in your weathering hands.
You turn pirate, claiming captives
carelessly. Gleaning wrecks of relished riches
past horizon’s silver strip,
uncorralled, I watch myself walk planks.