Warm skin- wet leaves- and orange peels make for a diet Im used to.
Skeletal frames and browned jags with burnt edges turned to mucus I am not.
Bread called pan with a side of Natilla! common on the sometimes desolate streets I once called home- BUT alas now they are filled with
Feliz Navidad and Holiday Greetings.
I came at a time when life was in turmoil and the pestilence of my American soul bled no longer to the longing of old faithful.
I came and went, my inquiries have been exhausted and the version of me has returned.
I still find that I long for your cafe and *******
Oh but alas I am home
pluma de escribir -mi querida
Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 9:49 AM UTC
Warm skin- wet leaves- and orange peels make for a diet Im used to.
Skeletal frames and browned jags with burnt edges turned to mucus I am not.
Bread called pan with a side of Natilla! common on the sometimes desolate streets I once called home- BUT alas now they are filled with
Feliz Navidad and Holiday Greetings.
I came at a time when life was in turmoil and the pestilence of my American soul bled no longer to the longing of old faithful.
I came and went, my inquiries have been exhausted and the version of me has returned.
I still find that I long for your cafe and *******
Oh but alas I am home
pluma de escribir -mi querida
