When was the truth important and to whom? I never caught it. I love it but she doesn’t. That’s why I won’t talk about it. Find out for yourself

Sometimes a storm takes me to remote places where there is no family or brother. To gather me in the cities just to reassemble me. And it passes.

Yes, I have Spring every day. To smell the air, breathe love, hug the sun, and rush to the clouds, to walk in the moonlight, land on a flower, and

Spirit of a woman is unstoppable, it never rests, never sleeps, never drinks water, knows no fear, happily flaunts, rushes towards a new day, …. The spirit of a woman

Music is beautifully hidden as quiet tones in every movement of a woman. The energy that sways in the hips, sounds certainly soft feet and subtle hand movements, only revives

The outlines of her body could be seen by everyone, but rarely anyone touched. The honey-colored dress flowed along those curves like saliva and gave off every impulse and sigh

She hid her knees like a goddess, she was ashamed of those bony creatures as if someone cared about it. We all loved her modesty, and the subtlety that made

When I smoke a cigarette in a cloud of smoke, I see us and everything comes back like a dream. We were young, crazy and captivated by nice words, sweet

Where does reality begin? Do you run away from her? Imagination silently opened the door every day. Some of us came in, but not all. Welcome

Somewhere in the corner of her eye she was waiting for his smile, she hoped that he would be happy for her. She brought all the joy into the house.