Mariposas en el viento...
miércoles, 2 de mayo de 2012
HE WAS LIKE THE WIND
He was like the wind among my branches. Caressing my skin, whispering sweet promises. He was like the wind which comes before the storm and the heavy rain.
And so I was left with no leaves...
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