By: Greeysis
Cross I caught the first time I saw him. Its wet smell of wood with the brightly colored soft texture makes me respect him very old. With the subtle sound of his body and my hands do melodies that soothe the anxiety of their voices.
yet I can not explain the reaction of my navel when I captured: butterfly walk around a cold and my heart beats faster. Time passes without realizing it, my senses do not listen, do not see, do not work. Sometimes I cry, smile or just get angry. I think the things I have to do and my body refuses to move or take away my attention.
Repositioning and hugs me tightly, I feel deep feelings untold. Follows me everywhere I am reminding you, holding me in the room, the bathroom, on the streets, sleeping, sitting or standing.
is a wise man who tells his story with detail and accurate. Calls child without causing controversy. While it is passion, love each sheet that hijacks my attention. I enjoy every book that binds me and make me their prey, without realizing it.
yet I can not explain the reaction of my navel when I captured: butterfly walk around a cold and my heart beats faster. Time passes without realizing it, my senses do not listen, do not see, do not work. Sometimes I cry, smile or just get angry. I think the things I have to do and my body refuses to move or take away my attention.
Repositioning and hugs me tightly, I feel deep feelings untold. Follows me everywhere I am reminding you, holding me in the room, the bathroom, on the streets, sleeping, sitting or standing.
is a wise man who tells his story with detail and accurate. Calls child without causing controversy. While it is passion, love each sheet that hijacks my attention. I enjoy every book that binds me and make me their prey, without realizing it.
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