lunes, 30 de enero de 2012

Transparent crystals go out of my skin...


Transparent crystals go out of my skin, like by cutting the drainage of my blood, your caresses flowing when you need me, like this, frail but delivered to these instants, transparents crystals go out of my skin when your eyes are opened for.. look at me fixedly...

Authorship:Raquel Norma Smerkin Roitman

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