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Re: te recorde hoy translated

Posted by Mariann Oxford on September 6, 2010, 1:51 am, in reply to "te recorde hoy"

Without feeling the body and weight of the thick dust or wind, so real you can touch, that covers your entire body.
Love comes into your heart without pain, soaked in joy, your being shake as a holy oja when rain falls wash your face and invades every pore of your skin.

Looking at the vibrant blue sky and sea water, light and lens, sitting under the trees in spring bloom.
Yellow delicious and plentiful, simple.
ladies dressed as giant golden yellow and Easter Sunday, welcome you to the people, leaving you feeling his kingdom.

Lying on the floor dying, coating leaving you amazed by its beautiful and glorious death his short life.

Forgetting your old ways dictated by the creeks and large fig trees like veins on your floor clean and worthy of the flowers that fall from the trees in spring.

So you remember this day, with my eyes closed and open my heart to have you with sweet pain and not having you.

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  • te recorde hoy - mokita September 6, 2010, 12:30 am
  • Re: te recorde hoy translated - Mariann Oxford September 6, 2010, 1:51 am
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