Pants that ye have set, but your beautiful face beautifies, yes !, and do not tell me to let me chatter, as there is nothing more beautiful than to enjoy the warm, brown veil tight smile caresses.
What envy !, and if I pass I tell the tailor to transform me into a nice, tight pants ?. What a dream, that desire, finally central park touching central park the sky, and ... but, if you leave me a mess ?, how much risk, do not you ?, feel the swing that only now I see, you can lead to unintended consequences.
Do you see ?, not me, it is the divine temptation, or perhaps the devil himself, who wants to enjoy and be tempted to put the tooth ..., which until now have not been able neither from the east nor west. Another thing is west and ... Ummmm !, lift. That blast and everything ahead!
What fault is this ?, you married every day a work of art goes through central park the waiting room, bedroom and kitchen, unable to do anything but watch the menina, or feel the strong reasons of whom I have always loved to the point of haberos become my only treat.
Your worship has an advantage, aware of the desire of my fantasy, since I know that I pay homage while my throat was dry and grieve every day and every evening until it grows and grows giving so much pain that burns.
Since the time of making another script, where the brave do not rhyme but you know what they say, I leave thinking about the mount, and thank God, lest'm damned and allowed to return to be rider trotting and cantering up where the body can take all the time ahead.
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