Collage
my attention was your maturity. Despite our youth, did you note, you were a step forward. This is your nature, I remember how I hit your aggressiveness and determination to achieve what you wanted.
remember your gaze on me, the schoolyard was witness to it. I could not concentrate and I made several mistakes, friends claimed the attention that you seized, but the goals were inevitable. The director's office and finally we made a trip to the beach ended what our eyes desired. Logged officially in my life, and a pair of glasses out. I remember our endless conversations on the stairs, we reached 10 and only we stayed. Were never uncomfortable silences, how they might be admiring your hair black if it was a delight, contrasting with the white skin that genetics you inherited.
At that time your skills as an actress is found at its summit, we set out to change, to look completely innocent, but on the sheets, the mask disappeared. I remember that red and black skirt, and that long with side slits, remember how I rewarded with the use of them.
you cultivate, ideologies came to mind to your heart. We share that vision, but in the end we were prey to our own ambitions, decided to leave the issue aside and continue.
Action again and you become more enigmatic, played with my mind that Pavlov's dog. Your strategy worked and gave the function terminates.
Oaxaca is responsible for collecting, holding on to what they once felt. We were good trips, but at the apartment she shared, usurpation of property of others was a constant. How to forget your figure in those bathrooms, always envied the drops that ran your firm breasts.
The effect you had on me was relentless, I remember when I gave everything I had. I poured my whole being to you, your mouth took care of it. The words were coming out of it a dogma; your laughter the best complement your voice could find. What about your lips, plump and soft, I always thought his place was next to mine.
At the time of our lives I was a neurotic, but found the formula, calmed with a hug, then looked at me with that pair deleted hazel eyes ... and the world stopped. I could never figure out why your skin gave off the smell that intoxicated me, a scent characteristic of the Cubans, who in spite of your white skin possessed.
film and music, we scored we found more matches than ever. Maybe it was the solution we found to counter the distance between us. I came back to get, convert centimeters kilometers and through internet, ringtones, phone and art, we stand together. At each meeting we strive to keep you amazed, impossible not to do with your allies, the anarchists boots, a blue dress and one that evokes the rainbow, the final blow was carried out by your beautiful legs, those who have conquered entire cities.
Today, I turn to Victor Frankenstein, combine all this ever experienced separately. Make this collage in a single being.
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