it's your look that can break mirrors and melt their frames...
and this irrestible desire to,while you conquer that mirror,
weld the chain links that bend us in the utmost orgasm
with a bite beneath your lobe,
your pulse in my jaws.
shattered our anxieties,stinging our naked feet.
it's your absense,or is it your inexistence
that sheds crystal roses on my path?
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κωστα, στειλε οπωσδηποτε κειμενο σου !!!!
http://youmymirror.blogspot.com
(δες και πληροφοριες στο blog μου)
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