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In this morning...
At this dawn, perhaps I no longer fear the blow with which misfortune tends to tear my insides, and I want to write you these letters that you never open to read.
Before meeting you, I could not imagine that one day I would emerge from the dark cavern that I had created to throw my own remains, and in which I was sunk next to my dreams walled up by the extreme anger of my failures. He slept in that underworld of images that pierced the soul to tear it to shreds.
Today I feel so much love for you ... but there is never enough love in a single that can cover two.
If you knew how your laughs make me happy and how I lose myself in the brightness and naivety of a girl that is in your eyes; When I see the beautiful cascade of your hair and the delicate tranquility of your hands, the diaphanous naivety of your hips and the tender whiteness of your breasts pass through my mind; I would like to drown on your lips and get drunk with the fragrance of the body.
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I would like to shelter in your lap and give you all the spring that I have saved for you.
Qué bonito dulce Sacra!! Muy sutil y delicada esta prosa. Romántico y bello.
Hermoso post .