Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Instructions For Knex Swing Ride

BIODANZA .... MARATHON OF CREATIVITY.


online with music, living and loving environment, he wrote ...


THE POEM IS YOU

with your smile lights up everything,
with your eyes all embellish
,
with your hair that touches everything,
with your breasts all sweeten it,
with your insight that all questions ,
your innocence to discover everything,
and my love is all yours ...


And then, under that same spell, She said ...

THE POEM IS YOU

The poem is in your hands, that convey warmth, tenderness, decision.
Your crystal eyes, naughty
reflects the purest of your soul.
discover you at every moment, every step
, with the fire beat on you, your smile
male child, big boy.

lost in your embrace,
like someone contemplating the universe loses ...
and meet and meet and meet ...

in the embrace as a refuge,

looks as message

a secret smile,

touches as food ...
and in the mornings and evenings,
in dreams and projects ...
You like landscape, you as a song, poem you like ...
Because the poem is you.


Saturday, April 5, 2008

Xblades.serijal Number

and I'm going the 31 ... Desahogo

I remember when my mom turned 31. I was 11 and was a goat girl unbearable.
I remember that I said "Mami When I'm old like you ... "and became angry.

Now I am or I'll be in a few days" as old as she "and sometimes do not count very healthy, but could make a small balance or no?

The memory most dear chocolate ice cream that my grandfather bought me after school when I was little (6 or 7 years)

The most awaited moment: when I turned 15 and my mom gave me permission to smoke 1 cigarette a week (fee far exceeds the short term)

The worst days: Osorno. With everything and everyone. From my father to school, the streets, people. I had a terrible.
would save two things: 1
boyfriend: HernĂ¡n ... unforgettable

1 pair of friends who were forgotten but which I loved very much: Carla and Pamela .
The rest ... better leave it there, far, far away from my memory.

The first kiss: poof, I agree. And that they say do not forget the first kiss. I do not know if it was a Christian beautiful eye, or Carlos who lived next door , or thereabouts. In any case the two I liked and I was about 13 years ...

Timing sadder: the death of my grandfather ... by far. Sometimes I think that one never ceases to surprise.

The worst newsprint: after a stolen kiss, I started to hide in the bathroom ... how horrible, there was my honor and shame still with me . (Consider that it was a girl and not even a teenager, to warrant the reaction)

The biggest success: have won a competition "cock" when I was in second grade, Or first? ... I do not remember.

The greatest relief: my divorce. Too bad. Much I loved my ex . And I want it much yet, but our life together became unbearable. Maybe we can be better friends than partners. Time will tell.

My passion: the Biodanza. No more explanations. Simply wonderful. He gave a new meaning and impetus to my life. (and I and I Biodanza , enjoying the poetry of the human encounter)

The best party: new years we spent as kids with my cousins, uncles, my mom and my grandparents ... Thank

What: many thing, but today ..

A couple of friends, Ale, Cala, Sole, Pili
My mother, always support your infinite love,
Some blue eyes, looking at me with devotion ...

could go on ... and go on forever, until it is really old ...
my almost 31, I think balance is sufficient, at least for today.