#writnig

-- My new book of love. -- Dear Jennyfair, from now on I'm going to study you like a book, pending your fresh look and the words of your skin, and I don't want to commit the sin of wanting to love a lady

-- The letters smiled. -- We lived an outstanding love... unforgettable love in life, and we did not leave a moment for a poem to be able to write, but our romance was over , even though love never died.

-- Beautiful and pure feeling. -- Today I want to tell you, dear love, that my prehistoric instinct takes me to an amazing present, and so, actually, I feel everything more natural, purer and perfect.

-- Letter for a post mortem. -- I know you wrapped me in a nice trunk covered in transparent paper. Or maybe you've just ignored me, that is, you've pretended to forget me. Do you know? I can't forget

-- Dull garden. -- Don't look for roses in my garden that are already withered and just some mild aromas sprout from the noisy environment that the years are gone breathless and no fresh appearance. Why

-- Poet or writer? -- For me writing means drawing a rainbow in the sky and take pink to paint your cheeks, blue for your eyes, black for your hair and the clear sun to color your skin. For me writing

Fuente ¿Crueldad? ¿Qué sabes tú de crueldad? ¿Acaso has sentido el dolor de estar frente a ti y reprimir mis ganas de gritar a los cuatro vientos, Te amo? ¿Acaso has sentido la desesperanza del amor no

You come back again .. !! For at least one hour .. Not for a minute. For at least one moment .. I do not want to talk to me or stay with me !! Just tell me your things ... .. The hardships given to me

There are some times when you've gotta "Do a thing " and some times when you've gotta "Try" harder . So when do you "Do a thing " and when do you "Try " ? Do a thing