“But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was simple there, not even poverty, nor sudden money, nor the moonlight, nor right and wrong nor the breathing of someone who lay beside you in the moonlight.”

E. Hemingway.
"París era una fiesta"


Sunday 28 October 2012

Para Ofelia

Contigo de vuelta soy más. Te quiero mucho.




3 comments:

  1. Y contigo cerca me hago fuerte. Mil gracias por estar.

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    1. ¿Acaso he decirle a usted, cual lugar ocupa? Si eso ya lo sabe...

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