About this post I would like to highlight some things.
I tried -I don't know if I succeeded- to make a sensational post, understand: full of sensations.
The letter of the poetic prose is my own, nothing from around here.
The choice of theme also cost me a lot of work to find this Queen song sung by none other than Elaine Paige.
I could without fear of being wrong say that the topic is a gem.
To enjoy it, I think it would be good to forget about porn and only let yourself be carried away by sensations
I just hope you like it.
Especially for that person who was my inspirational muse.
Thanks for stopping by, it's for you 😊
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I tried -I don't know if I succeeded- to make a sensational post, understand: full of sensations.
The letter of the poetic prose is my own, nothing from around here.
The choice of theme also cost me a lot of work to find this Queen song sung by none other than Elaine Paige.
I could without fear of being wrong say that the topic is a gem.
To enjoy it, I think it would be good to forget about porn and only let yourself be carried away by sensations
I just hope you like it.
Especially for that person who was my inspirational muse.
Thanks for stopping by, it's for you 😊
Another party's over
And I'm left cold sober
My baby left me for somebody new
I don't wanna talk about it
Want to forget about it
Wanna be intoxicated with that special brew
So come and get me
Let me
Get in that sinking feeling
That says my heart is on an all time low -
So
Don't expect me
To behave perfectly
And wear that sunny smile
My guess is I'm in for a cloudy and overcast
Don't try and stop me
'Cos I'm heading for that stormy weather soon
I'm causing a mild sensation
With this new occupation
I'm permanently glued
To this extraordinary mood so now move over
Let me take over
With my melancholy blues
I'm causing a mild sensation
With this new occupation
I'm in the news
I'm just getting used to my new exposure
So come into my enclosure
And meet my
Melancholy blues.
[/swf]And I'm left cold sober
My baby left me for somebody new
I don't wanna talk about it
Want to forget about it
Wanna be intoxicated with that special brew
So come and get me
Let me
Get in that sinking feeling
That says my heart is on an all time low -
So
Don't expect me
To behave perfectly
And wear that sunny smile
My guess is I'm in for a cloudy and overcast
Don't try and stop me
'Cos I'm heading for that stormy weather soon
I'm causing a mild sensation
With this new occupation
I'm permanently glued
To this extraordinary mood so now move over
Let me take over
With my melancholy blues
I'm causing a mild sensation
With this new occupation
I'm in the news
I'm just getting used to my new exposure
So come into my enclosure
And meet my
Melancholy blues.
I need to find that love, which has always been inside me and in a strange way, I don't know how, I've lost it.
[/swf]To make imagination fly, let my mind go blank again, sigh anew as I used to, and have the agitated gallop of my instincts return glorious, agitating the wings of lost desire.
[/swf]In the dark streets of my sadness I advance cautiously with fear, lost in the fog of my faith, disguised as vain and cruel hope.
[/swf]A stomach hardened by misfortune, a knot in the throat that chokes, a bitter tear of time, rolling down my cheek in a mad suicidal race towards emptiness.
[/swf]Empty veins, product of a dry heart, moist eyes filled with rage at the powerlessness to feel time passing and passing, and that so many discarded projects won't resurface as they used to.
[/swf]Love that you don't arrive, love that you've gone away, remember that a faithful lackey of your domains, may perhaps be hopeful, that by your sword so mild and pure may die happily pierced.
[/swf]Don't forget those who don't forget, forgive those who forgive, follow firm with your followers, don't play with destinies, for life - a folly - is short and doesn't last.
[/swf]And now yes, the bushes move forming solitary archetypes, buzzing between the branches, the wind that escapes; its whistling lulls me, traveler who cuts fog with an axe, I close my eyes and wait, forgotten dark existence.
[/swf]I wait, it is true, locked in an encrypted tower; I await the remnants of dawn to pass. Clocks in deserted corridors mercilessly drag me along, I hear the squeaks, echoes of doors torn down.
[/swf]And the wind that came to look for who knows what.
[/swf]Incandescent flames illuminate this mind, a red chimney and a dancing red flame. Heat and shadows join every second... against the white wall, helplessly rebound.
[/swf]The voids that play at hiding the present,
the nostalgic ones pushed aside scream for forgiveness in vain.
Window frames without landscapes behind their murky glass,
raised edges above a vision.
[/swf]the nostalgic ones pushed aside scream for forgiveness in vain.
Window frames without landscapes behind their murky glass,
raised edges above a vision.
And the wind that was running to take me to myself. And it was life the air that filled me with you.
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16 comentários - Post melancólico (solo Poringueros de Ley)
Hermosa la prosa y las imágenes, y una música que atraviesa el alma.
Brindo para que se acabe pronto la melancolía y triunfe el Amor.
Un abrazo. 😃
Tu arte....tu trabajo....una bendición para nosotros que lo podemos disfrutar.
Mirás esta foto y que sensación te dá:
a mi me da la sensación de que ya se nadar! y que podría aguantar 3 hs la respiración bajo el agua!
este post tiene mucho para disfrutar...así que volveré y volveré a entrar para tenerlo como referencia de excelencia....este post me refrescará la memoria de lo que un día fue bueno....GRACIAS MB+10!
perfecto..
felicitaciones magnum...
imágenes y palabras se conjugan para hacernos sentir el amor y disfrutar de su calidad única.
Felicitaciones y gracias por tan bello aporte
sdpv P! Gracias por el post
:buenpost::buenpost::buenpost:
Buenisimo el post, super recomendado
un puema!
NUNCA SE OLVIDEN: A P! LA HACEN LOS PORINGUEROS, NO AL REVÉS
Triunfos Non-Stop !!! 😃 😃
Hermoso post!! Maestro magnum!!
En el cual el dolor y la nostalgia del poeta, se unen a las imágenes y la bellísima melodía para pedir auxilio en forma de plegaria al Eros o al Arquitecto del cosmos, para que envíe luz...esa claridad o ese maná necesario en cada trayecto de la vida...
la nostalgia y el dolor es parte del amor, sólo quien ama puede sentir esa sensación, por ello es bueno sufrir porque es una clara señal que amamos y que queremos más de la vida...
Este post es un canto a la vida y al amor, por lo tanto brindemos!!
Saluth!!
agendado!!
GRACIAS POR PERMITIRNOS SOÑAR
LLUVIA DE BENDICIONES PARA EL GRAN POETA MAGNUM!!!
brujo777 P! después del amor mi mejor compañía
no me pidas ke lo lea en ingles!!!
😀 😀 😀 😀 😀 buen post!
excelente post...muy buen laburo