jueves, 9 de septiembre de 2010

Mis besos se derriten con el sabor de tus labios
Con sólo un par de roses con nuestros cuerpos hablamos
¿Acaso es drama? Se tocan y nuestros sexos chocan
Y energía volcánica cae cuando los sueños brotan

Báñame de tu esencia, mujer
Envuélvete en mi mundo una vez más hasta el amanecer

viernes, 4 de junio de 2010

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