SHOOTING FEELINGS

There is an orange flavor in my throat

and strawberries in my tongue

my hands dribble for a while

I will be what you want

I had a "before I met you"

> and I had no desire for you I remember I used

And I dreamed of my prince

All my words blessed them and my thoughts were free from sin and your voice was a torrent of incitement / p>

Convergent Woman: From the Worldly to the Spiritual
In the "physical world " (allow me expression) / b> delimit stays, they constitute barriers by overcome ... With just waking, the first "threshold" you cross is precisely the door of your room .

My heart and heart I drank them, soaking the soul

as sponge with your verses

In this time when my feelings

I have removed the mirrors from my house to not see refl

And I'm kissing the silence

In the attic I've saved your caresses

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Just like you and me

we have experienced,

I know that one day you will give them freedom

to all your feelings imprisoned

and the loom that is rusted

will work again day by day the curly lace