
In a thousand crazy deliriums
I hug you in empty days mine
Expecting to feel the tremors
Of my body in your arms
I am proving every day, little by little
The flavor of lips thine
The seconds despair in the compass
In the space of desire
My mind has arrested me
I don't want to know about leave
My mind is my space. Here
I've got the illusion of to live
In a future of gladness where I have got you
And it will be thus until I die of annoyance or delirium...
*Versão original em http://kroletrange.blogspot.com/2009/09/recado-futura-paixao.html
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Espero que seja a primenira entre muitas parcerias!! bjos, foi uma prazer!!
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