My old self who’s there Always, Putting me down Yes it’s him That’s dying.

No sé adónde voy pero, seguro sé donde he estado colgado en mentiras en creaciones de ayer y he decidido

Hanging limp, ratted on a dreadlock line strained, stained;

They have taken over the storage c… Singing merrily like a ship full o… One time food for a pet amphibian They escaped and reconnoitered the… They rub their legs together

I wake up in a dream and you scold… “You were there; this is what I k… Our eyes met across the twisted mi… But as you look upon me now it’s i… You dare even ask what it was that…

You bring out the wanderer in me. The walking along the highway in m… The flying my thumb in the wind in… The journey being the adventure in… The walk all night to see your smi…

BEGINNING: I don’t know if what happened to me was real or if it was just a dream. I’m not even sure

A lure of curves She lies Like a silken ribbon Limbs branch open wet Hard wood

I am going to tell you the story of two boys who in their youth used to serenade the same girl. Time separated them and it was also the time that brought them together again and this is...

Fingers grazing up your sides, watching you squirm and worm, and wiggle. Your laughter rings like bells, your joking threats as well. You twist and whirl but nothing doing, I’ve got y...

It pounds and crashes like waves o… Like strong winds to my door, it r… It cuts and slices like a butcher’… Like the grim reaper of death, it… It separates life like a scared ma…

Para amar realmente a una mujer y para entenderla, tienes que conocerla profundamente, escuchar cada pensamiento. Ver cada sueño y darle alas cuando ella quiere volar. Entonces cuando t...