Never remove a BANK CREDIT IN THE STATE ...
I owe a fucking weight over six months ago and I still pity I ordered 10 and paid
100 people bank, near the bank ... JA!
THAT DIME AND I'LL TELL boast that it lacks!!
Predatory DAMNED RAT!
Monday, March 24, 2008
Modern Cake Cutting Songs
Never remove a BANK CREDIT IN THE STATE ...
I owe a fucking weight over six months ago and I still pity I ordered 10 and paid
100 people bank, near the bank ... JA!
THAT DIME AND I'LL TELL boast that it lacks!!
Predatory DAMNED RAT!
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Black Shoe String Licorice
duality ... a?
If things are so ... and Claudio says in his poem,
then ...
TODAY I AM DEVIL MADE
LUST ...
AND WHY NOT, LESS ST.
worst thing is that I enjoy ...
I love that pure and bad thing at a time ... Nothing but pure
what I feel and nothing forbidden ...
Santa lust ... damn purity ...
LIKE ME, LIKE ME, LIKE ME.
Pd. Greetings to your "mommy" instead of giving you the ritalin in the morning leaves you more power
... ufa, what a slap of reality ...
If things are so ... and Claudio says in his poem,
then ...
TODAY I AM DEVIL MADE
LUST ...
AND WHY NOT, LESS ST.
worst thing is that I enjoy ...
I love that pure and bad thing at a time ... Nothing but pure
what I feel and nothing forbidden ...
Santa lust ... damn purity ...
LIKE ME, LIKE ME, LIKE ME.
Pd. Greetings to your "mommy" instead of giving you the ritalin in the morning leaves you more power
... ufa, what a slap of reality ...
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Running Spikes Toronto
after love ...
Lying, still remembered the taste and smell of the room ...
golden skin had come with their eyes closed, closed
seeing in other ways,
to leave behind the thoughts and discontinued feel ..
skin, dark ... golden, soft.
The room that housed as many as them this time.
The urgency and calm,
emergency room waiting, the desire
content for the long absence ...
Calma, the weather was kind and stop watches
to prolong the moment.
laughing eyes, serious, profound, they were happening one after another ...
and kisses, ah! kisses,
still throbbed in her mouth, as the first
that continued shaking for weeks. Besos
exploring, seeking, they find, they deliver.
Man had ecstasy travel
every inch of her body ...
the intoxicated male his breath, his shoulders
cut by the dim light the place,
and golden skin, dark, flavored with desire.
Smiles .. no one can know.
Nothing and no one will take your pleasure, ecstasy,
the intensity, the secret. 
if
Lying, still remembered the taste and smell of the room ...
golden skin had come with their eyes closed, closed
seeing in other ways,
to leave behind the thoughts and discontinued feel ..
skin, dark ... golden, soft.
The room that housed as many as them this time.
The urgency and calm,
emergency room waiting, the desire
content for the long absence ...
Calma, the weather was kind and stop watches
to prolong the moment.
laughing eyes, serious, profound, they were happening one after another ...
and kisses, ah! kisses,
still throbbed in her mouth, as the first
that continued shaking for weeks. Besos
exploring, seeking, they find, they deliver.
Man had ecstasy travel
every inch of her body ...
the intoxicated male his breath, his shoulders
cut by the dim light the place,
and golden skin, dark, flavored with desire.
Smiles .. no one can know.
Nothing and no one will take your pleasure, ecstasy,
the intensity, the secret.
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Zeb Atlas & Mark Dalton
Ahhh ...
" If the language, so austere
convocarte
of cold
amid skyscrapers and European cities
out how to make love
between sounds,
or how to get me
between your hair ... "
other way ...
"persistent absence is called desire ...
and burn
and painful silence and despair ..."
I'm back ...
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