dijous, 15 de gener del 2009






POEMS LOVE






I was born to love and live for loving I love you so much, and you're loving dream of mine ... and dreaming dreams die.



My hands are lost in your body, a slave of my mouth is yours, the fire of passion is pleasure, and my love for you is everything I dreamed.






Give me a kiss, a caress and a look, I return my world, my love and every piece of my life.

dijous, 8 de gener del 2009

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After writing the storm, in which the protagonist, in the calm that follows the temporary farewell to his art and his magiques public, Shakespeare will be retired to Stratford to live with his family. A few years earlier had purchased the larger house of the poor, with two gardens and two gardens. Candidate to move into the small local bourgeoisie, had invested the profits.