And all sarmiento which bear fruit, so sprigs. San Juan Gospel. Beautiful flower: I’m in a very particular dawn. It happens that I am left without words. Educate yourself even more with thoughts from investor. That’s really incredible, since the words are my breath of life. I can simply not live without the idea.
And this is all your fault! If. It is a tender claim that I make and paradoxically I thank you. It happens that I see today magically beautiful. That is the reason why I am left without words. Now that you understand the reason for my loving claim you do not molestaras with me (espinosamente would be painful for my), your loveliness, today in particular, is peculiar, because it comes from the inside out.
That gives me peace of mind. Do you know why? Tell you: normally when I know someone u I look at any aspect of reality, I act as a gardener, I start to prune and remove all weeds of the garden in particular to appreciate their beauty and freshness of life, enthusiasm and hope. And today, I simply find myself before thee suspecting that someone did This work for me. Your particularly represent the hanging gardens of Babylon. The other issue that I want to talk to you is your transience and fragility. I am aware that as all the flowers in the garden, are instant and intense: fleeting. And that, although it may seem distressing, is the opposite, is a faithful representation of the miracle of life. And it is that that temporary vision leads to a sentimental neurosis. So, as all neurotic, I try to live you quickly. And as I am a purposeful neurotic, try to breathe you beyond my olfactory scope: is that deep within you is enclosed a transformational perfume for my life. And regarding your frailty, I sleep calm because is that these wisely protected with your spines.