No monte da lua, não posso deixar de pensar nos 'montes de luas' que toda e qualquer pessoa apresenta na sua vida. Esta palavra tão simples, tão constante, mesmo quando não se vê, parece acompanhar-nos diariamente neste esforço contínuo de nos refugiarmos das luas que nos perseguem. Bem haja!
03 junho 2009
Skin
Hand in hand A soft breath percieved Fingertips on uncouvered shoulders Sweet lips on unrevealed hips veiled warmth yet in store A despaired urge to achieve the secret secretly closed underneath...
i don't know what to say... i just thik it is beatiful.... something that i think about everyday, it has nothing to deal with this text but it has with the title, it's that someone calls you freak you can say: no i'm not a freak i have sikns.... i don't know if this makes any sense for you but for me it does... everyone it's different everyday but does mean that we have changed... XO Les amies
i don't know what to say... i just thik it is beatiful.... something that i think about everyday, it has nothing to deal with this text but it has with the title, it's that someone calls you freak you can say: no i'm not a freak i have sikns.... i don't know if this makes any sense for you but for me it does... everyone it's different everyday but does mean that we have changed... XO Les amies
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ResponderEliminarBem vinda. Olha que se pode tornar um vício. Mas um dos bons. Adorei o texto lá em baixo.
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