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My love is like to ice, and I to fire:
How comes it then that this her cold so great Is not dissolved through my so hot desire, But harder grows the more I her entreat? Or how comes it that my exceeding heat Is not allayed by her heart-frozen cold, But that I burn much more in boiling sweat, And feel my flames augmented manifold? What more mariculous thing may be told, That fire, which all things melts, should harden ice, ANd ice, which is congealed with senseless cold, Should kindle fire by wonderful device? (trick) Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind. (nature) You had read a Sonnet by Spenser. Ta lindo verdad??
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Y te regalo este!!
Quiero pasar una noche contigo, solo una noche en la que no solo sea tu amigo, quiero sentir la tibieza de tu cuerpo envolver el mío,- morderte el alma diciendote te quiero en el oído, recorrer tu cuerpo con mis besos, llevarte con caricias a todos los excesos, y cuando hayas perdido los sentidos, y agotada de amor me des un beso, piel con piel quedar dormidos, y después de amarte esa noche tú me pidas..., muchas noches conmigo. |
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