Son siempre cálidas.
Son tibias.
Son suaves.
Son del tamaño perfecto para las mías. Se sienten cómodas ahí. Mis manos se sienten bienvenidas en las tuyas.
Tus manos invitan.
Me acarician.
Se apasionan.
Exploran.
Buscan.
Encuentran.
Tus manos son la puerta por la que me gusta entrar.
According to the Renaissance world picture, life was like a wheel of fortune, where you are sometimes up and sometimes down. You just have to remember that when you are up you will eventually come down (to take measures accordinlgy, not to be pessimistic) and when you are down you will not stay there forever, you WILL get on top. In this site entries of the sort will be posted.
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