Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Eating Sperm Testosterone

Maranatha!


much like me, my Beloved,
be at your feet, listening to your words
of life, not take off my
look of your face ... listen
carefully each of your truth, your feet would be my refuge
...
Look to touch your mantle,
ask you to caress my face, which passes
your blessed hands on my hair ... Would
actually one of my biggest dreams:
lay with my head on your lap ...
I get lost in your breathing, the beating of my heart
next to yours ...
stored on the
each of your gestures, your smiles ... Your voice
would walk all over my soul, your eyes penetrate
each of my senses ...
your sweetness revestiría me of you ...
Oh my Beloved! How great is my desire for you!
When you want ... I hope you know ...
This body weighs me, I want to be with you!
want nothing of this world! Take me!
You are my greatest wish, my dream ...
I love you, love of my life, I love you, hope
of my life, I love you!

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