Better to be seen
left in that place
they call oblivion.
Where the heart does not hurt
nor the kisses illusion.
Where the loves of the past
remain asleep in death.
Where her laughter evoked
by the distant mind
cannot hurt you.
Fall in love, nor lose you.
Better to be left in oblivion.
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My loves, Love of my home
RomanceI had the amusing task of managing eight girlfriends; Colita blanquita, Colita negrita, Huesita radioactiva, Intensita enamorada, Anita la preciosa, Larguita la prima, Inquieta perversa and Pasmadita solapada. This risky undertaking was developed du...
