magda your poems reflect the experiences of many people. so whem on the horizont anaranjado that warms our eyes we see the sun descens below the line of the unknown and start night with could our heart handles life sooner rather that later, in our private hopes and dreams kisses charles
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Con formas que dan vida a la imaginación...
ResponderEliminarY esa, que pocas alas necesita...
EliminarMe encantó encontrarte aquí Santi! Besotes!
Qué bellos son los atardeceres que prometen viento...
ResponderEliminarBesos Magda.
Más aún cuando solo se queda en promesa... Este era el atardecer del que te hablaba..Besos!
Eliminari consider a fantastic write kisses charles
ResponderEliminarmagda your poems reflect the experiences of many people. so whem on the horizont anaranjado that warms our eyes we see the sun descens below the line of the unknown and start night with could our heart handles life sooner rather that later, in our private hopes and dreams kisses charles
ResponderEliminarThe magic of dusk...
EliminarI´m very lucky having a reader as you charles, thanks!