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JESSICA
39 Ibagué, Tolima, Colombia
Seeking: Male 35 - 50
The roar of the sea, and curling and agiganta; the moon, a bird of light, prepare the flight and at the time that the face lifts, gives a kiss to the sea, and goes back to heaven. And the monster indomitable, that breathes tempests, and goes up and down and grows, to feel that a kiss, sighs... and in his jail of rocks... shudders centuries of centuries that, far from the tremble of love in summer nights; she gives its crystal clear reflections, the offers its pearls and corals. With pride are expressed his loves these old lovers afflicted; she tells him, "I love you!" in their flashes, and he responds, "I love you!" in their roars. She aduerme with its pure fire, and the sea, the coos with his eternal cry and tells him his eagerness and his bitterness with a voice that thunders in the infinite. She, pale and sad, she hears and goes up to the space that his light slumps, and watching the face behind the cloud, he hides the grief that to his forehead leans out. Understands that his love is impossible, that the sea the copy on your breast, and convulsive contemplated in the movable glass blue monster that rumbles of thunder. And, as we descend after a cold, yells at the sea: "In your brilliance I hug!" Do not descend as soon, star mia! It stars of my love, stop the step! An instant mitigates my bitterness, since in sidereal thy light I Don't bathe away!... Do you not see your pure image, shine in the blue of my bowels?" And she exclaims, in his crazy delusion: "Everywhere death surrounds me, I can't stop my monster! I pity your poor is dying! My last kiss of passion sent you; my last lampo to your countenance together!" and in the deep darkness of the void, made corpse, collapses to the point. Then, the sea, from one pole to the other pole, to curl its waves mourners, immense, sad, helpless and alone, covered with his sobs the riverbanks. And as we contemplate the luminous traces of the alba moon in the dark veil, tremble, of jealousy and pain, the Astros in the deep solitude of heaven. All calla... the sea sleeps, and not annoying with their savage cries of reproach; and sounds kissing with the moon in the thalamus black of night.
Angie
40 Ibagué, Tolima, Colombia
Seeking: Male 39 - 50
María Eugenia Forero
60 Mariquita, Tolima, Colombia
Seeking: Male 52 - 64
Yulieth Guzmán
25 Ibagué, Tolima, Colombia
Seeking: Male 28 - 50
Dana
43 Ibagué, Tolima, Colombia
Seeking: Male 37 - 52
lili
48 Ibagué, Tolima, Colombia
Seeking: Male 45 - 55

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