Saturday, January 10, 2004

Entre remolinos de humo y montones de copias empolvadas...

Y el comenzó, en un intento bastante exitoso, a imitar mis movimientos con su propio estilo. En medio del frío y las sombras provocadas por la tenue luz, se sucedió la semidesnudez. Yo solo pude pensar... "and you are not here."


Mysteries

God knows how I adore life
When the wind turns on the shores lies another day
I cannot ask for more

When the time bell blows my heart
And I have scored a better day
Well nobody made this war of mine

And the moments that I enjoy
A place of love and mystery
I'll be there anytime

Oh mysteries of love
Where war is no more
I'll be there anytime

When the time bell blows my heart
And I have scored a better day
Well nobody made this war of mine

And the moments that I enjoy
A place of love and mystery
I'll be there anytime

Mysteries of love
Where war is no more
I'll be there anytime

Little Masochist

Pd. something tells me that I'm left without a chance in my suspicious attempts to get him close enough to close my lips around his smile now I can't close my eyes when he's around and he is around passing like the wind that shapes the clouds he is around he is around

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