The Engine Of Your Love

The engine of your love as a friend described describes a love How do we differentiate between a friend and a passion to be filled with doubt I let my mind it is well known that the doubt is taken one way and sometimes, if bets, It happens that you can win I felt the cold of your absence which hurts ice floe and burn your warm words remembered making me believe again that what happened, there is still a kiss is not a breath of air that passes feels, plasma and lost The water has run left in its step back roads, rivers awake

proceed with its cargo of fish and seaweed and sea delivered you knew submissive permeated my being I say that because that night, I touched not only let my eyes photographed and earn your glowing eyes the night that I did not talk myself into not think only in your dreams I lived inside you once again stirring the memories appreciation I felt the cold of your absence were and are eager to have you be and become part of your consciousness and can not be love on the skin if the desires permeate to the bone If repentance does not fit with fortitude If hunger does not consume Remembering poverty, the body bristles with your voice as if it makes the young man before from when you said that my presence generates a fire in you as cervical lovers without further ado, you turn on your love and warm Looking back, I again feel the cold of your absence that iceberg that wounds and burns Register your warm words making me believe again that what happened, there is still why I take refuge in my memories in the word, you, in the vision soon to be my truth and do not stand as mere illusion Samuel Levy www.samuelakinin.ning.com Akinin

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