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I wanted to tell you that I'll be here until Jan. 12, a symbolic number for me.
I've enjoyed seeing and caress you with my looks.

Since I discovered that I could love a man from my thirteen, a few times I found the enigma of men like you.

Of certain, we are on the side opposite in terms of tastes, but that is always so.

Nobody loves things that prefer the others, but to the others who love, such differences disappear.

I get out of this place because in the two months I've been here I perceive as a place of ****** exchange than anything else. Which is not bad, but definitely is not for me.

I've never believed in Princes Blue, but somehow you have been that for me.

I wish you luck, but I think a sensible person search and emotionally balanced, here is unlikely.

Places like this, stealing innocence that one carries within.

Your poem is still very popular on the site.

When your image come back to me, after days when I never again see you, maybe will change it a bit, still I believe you deserve a better choice.

One of the greatest Jews master  says that it is very easy to move someone out of your life, it is difficult to bring it to you. I believe that is true.

I do not try to attract you near to me, really, but the love that I think must join two men, but to any persons whose goal in life is the fullness, and not the happiness. I've never believed in happiness.

I leave you my mail if someday you want to know something.

You can not give me the love that I've given you Denni, simply because it is an individual creation, such as a painting, a sculpture or a
Symphony, as one made inspired by something or someone. In this case you have been that for me and wanted you to know it.

There is something in you of tremendous beauty, don't know what really that is.

Or Yes, I know...
Is...you...
You,
as you had been to me.