Percibo el susurro del pasto; emerge como un canto en cada brizna ; sus aromas me agradan, se va dando sin motivo previo ni retribución; Me ilumina!. **** The moon hovers on the edge of my belly and she cradles in your fingers.
Title Canto de Briznas- Song of Blades Percibo el susurro del pasto; emerge como un canto en cada brizna ; sus aromas me agradan, se va dando sin motivo previo ni retribución; Me ilumina!. **** The moon hovers on the edge of my belly and she cradles in your fingers. Work type Literary: Other Tags poem spanish-english
-------------------------
Registry info in Safe Creative
Identifier 1404040524615 Entry date Apr 4, 2014, 1:01 PM UTC License All rights reserved
-------------------------
Copyright registered declarations
Author. Holder Merche DemBar. Date Apr 4, 2014.
Information available at https://www.safecreative.org/work/1404040524615-canto-de-briznas-song-of-blades