Friday, September 26, 2014

You come from everywhere, thy bonds are rolled together in my arms, my legs wrap themselves involve

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You come from everywhere, thy bonds are rolled together in my arms, my legs wrap themselves involve my whole body, caressing it like a silk ribbon. A small swarm of butterflies, their slight kinglinen vibration invades my body with the rustle of silk, and raise me up sharply, with a confident delicacy, leaving me suspended in the air. The satisfaction spreads across my body, you flúis through my veins, you apoderas kinglinen my body back into an empty full of pleasure.
Gradually this pleasure is concentrated only in the center of the body, dropping limbs and head, paralyzed baloiçam in the air. The knot of pleasure increases increasingly raises the womb, making up my body over the trees. Suddenly with the feeling stunned by the view that the body belongs, I find myself surrounded by stars that caress me with your light.
I feel that you are in me and I am part of the sky, and suddenly I bust, leaving me little bits of light that spread everywhere, which pierce the darkest, also making it a spotlight that spreads illuminating the thousands of particles surrounding it. Then I realize that I am darkness, I am the limit of all the light, I am the infinite. I realize that I am the shadow that is seen beyond the trees and let me spread everywhere. I cross the forest and see you as a spotlight, Go Around thee and you blow thousands of stars that spread across my sky. Then I realize I that thou art the darkness kinglinen that surrounds the light, and I step to the light. At that moment we realize that we are one because one of us ceases to exist in the presence of the other.
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