50 Year Old Woman With Big Boobs

Tsoi you are spring

Jeffrey G.

Batchelor, "Venus Dreaming"

face looking at us,

life save a little of both

In every wound.

Snakes closed down

light doors, when

Your eyes rains

desist, minutes of

be time, if the weather takes root in

Your sadness,

But I remember that I regret that

unnecessary to seek your silence, disguising

Wait the admonition of the caress,

I know I'll never smile again be

Tomorrow, if born after me despite the

Hours uncertain.

you Every moment is a fleeting grain

Universe surrendered, where anxieties tied

It

the world.

Every word spoken between two is the

Support, which adhered to my plants

Resembling a continent.

A trench open to new struggles

Fateless, where the earth again be

a deserted area,

Where life try to revive

The man I am,

Since you are spring.