pronounce you ... I miss my words of spellings brooding, absorbed after the stained glass that I stare and sneak on when my hard to express yourself have you not resign ... and you hit my affections rage asking amnesty in this delirium, which I do not know much adore the time or the past or the present in which I live ... everything between us as eternal, as is the infinite and thus synonymous with affordable is to express yourself when I kiss your picture in the attic of my soul ... And so ... I write ... And if the word stoke the fire the flame in the fire of this love pure and benign, audio sweeten my lips instantly evokes thought that you, in a breath and then ... I can not help ... I pronounce you ... again and again ... I pronounce you!, Premised on a love hopes intact and proclaims request ... my echo in your ears ... LORET 14 MARCH 2009
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