lo que me llena:
-el sexo
-la comida hecha por mi abuela
-la música
-mis perros y mis gatos
-más sexo
-la risa
-ver muchos colores juntos
-la marihuana
-fumar y coger
-bailar
-alcohol
-escribir pelotudeces
-inventar
-sexo
-besos
-abrazos
-perfume
-mi mamá
-levantarme con la panza chatita
-vos
You were the sunshine after a dark night. You were the end to my slavery and suffering; you were the candle burning in the cold wind. You were the new wings to my broken ones, you were the hope lost after the long war. You were the end to my sad writing, you were the start of my discovery, you were the resurrection of my smile. You were the flower in the dirt, the light at the end of the tunnel.
You were the flame of my desire, you were the joy in the sheets, you were a solid embrace and the key of the door to freedom. You were the rebellion, the chant of the moon and the heat of the sun. You were the warm place, the sweet forest, the hot dream.
You were the drug of the strongest addiction, you were the mess, you were the chaos of the cosmos, you were the revolving door, you were the crayoned canvas, you were the sad eyed little boy, you were the mysterious, you were the anger, you were the tears, you were the passion, you were the risk, you were the destruction.
You were the flame of my desire, you were the joy in the sheets, you were a solid embrace and the key of the door to freedom. You were the rebellion, the chant of the moon and the heat of the sun. You were the warm place, the sweet forest, the hot dream.
You were the drug of the strongest addiction, you were the mess, you were the chaos of the cosmos, you were the revolving door, you were the crayoned canvas, you were the sad eyed little boy, you were the mysterious, you were the anger, you were the tears, you were the passion, you were the risk, you were the destruction.
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