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Search The Missing Piece. Mientras me hablabas y yo te miraba,. Se detuvo el tiempo en medio instante. El amor me llamaba y yo le obedecía. Mientras me susurrabas y yo te amaba,. Se alzaron los sentimientos,. Mandó tu voz,. El cielo se hizo visible en tus ojos,. Y yo pronuncié el querer en tus labios. Fue una mirada,. Un frenesí de besos,. Una lujuria de sentimientos. Fue un instante sin fin,. Sin tiempo para soñar. Y entonces despertamos,. Existes, pues naciste para que te amara. Una mujer tú,. Te nec.CONTENT
This web page apoemasamor.blogspot.com states the following, "Mientras me hablabas y yo te miraba,." We saw that the webpage said " Se detuvo el tiempo en medio instante." It also said " El amor me llamaba y yo le obedecía. Mientras me susurrabas y yo te amaba,. Se alzaron los sentimientos,. El cielo se hizo visible en tus ojos,. Y yo pronuncié el querer en tus labios. Un frenesí de besos,. Fue un instante sin fin,. Existes, pues naciste para que te amara."SEEK SIMILAR DOMAINS
A Poem by Any Other Name. Poem a composition in verse. expressiveness, lyricism, or formal grace. Sunday, February 11, 2018. Being so very far away. Let them be aware of Your nearness. Your presences guiding them through each day. Give them strength when they grow weary. In unseen ways, You help them to carry their heavy burdens.
Wednesday, 2 November 2011. The winter comes; I walk alone,. I want no bird to sing;. To those who keep their hearts their own. The winter is the spring. I never want the Christmas rose. To come before its time;. The seasons, each as God bestows,. I love to see the snowstorm hing;. Tis but the winter garb of spring.
Sunday, September 2, 2012. I am not a proper vessel,. I sometimes allow the swells to toss me. Just to let my barnacles breathe. But I do not turn. When you twist your engines into me. That the smoke you planted,. Hot and coalful in my belly. Is now a rising stink. We are taking a detour,. So I can deepen my bonds with the whales.
A letter to Pluto from Neptune. A poem for Pluto cannot be written. A poem for Pluto cannot be written,. For who would read such a thing. The planets have spoken,. And Pluto does not exist anymore. Removed forever from the celestial world. What would be the point of creating. Words for someone who cannot. Read or appreciate the creation? No, a poem for Pluto cannot be written.
Or not! Which ever tickles your fancy. Oh and if you enjoy it, share and follow! Comments and feedback are always appreciated. Follow the blog if you enjoy it! Join 121 other followers. These words are screaming,. Soul, decimating me,. Huddled in the corner,. I want to scream and.