tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54397421734075279822024-02-19T00:07:34.071-08:00Las 666 Noches De SodomaAbigail d'Sadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10678450971658637467noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-46807102106734037502009-01-13T10:58:00.000-08:002009-01-13T11:05:54.884-08:00Noche 032<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/SWzmBMk-vPI/AAAAAAAAAHs/4GR7b8cE4AA/s1600-h/16.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/SWzmBMk-vPI/AAAAAAAAAHs/4GR7b8cE4AA/s320/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290856570484079858" border="0" /></a><br />El viento se acumula en mi garganta<br />Gritar como huracán quisiera, cuando el silencio es el que me domina<br />Suave, me postro ante tu inmensidad<br />Esta es a la que has creado, esta soy yo. Ella es a quien besas cuando ves la muerte.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-52783122092989213102009-01-12T10:55:00.000-08:002009-01-12T11:29:36.756-08:00Noche 031<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/SWuaEgQdseI/AAAAAAAAAHc/p2RlSnfqqk0/s1600-h/81.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/SWuaEgQdseI/AAAAAAAAAHc/p2RlSnfqqk0/s320/81.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290491589445923298" /></a><br /><br />Se ilumina luz dorada<br />Viene con dulce sabor a mis labios, tu recuerdo<br />Ese que fuiste y que vives aquí<br />Ese que en los brazos de ella muere cada nocheAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-18152141811289625922008-09-15T08:21:00.000-07:002008-09-15T08:30:23.876-07:00Noche 30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/SM5_b_ZqOOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4qvKhWco6Po/s1600-h/2767998349_c3259b1336.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/SM5_b_ZqOOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4qvKhWco6Po/s320/2767998349_c3259b1336.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246270734785460450" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/SM5-fyBEDXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/2kpzKN7AznU/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/SM5-fyBEDXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/2kpzKN7AznU/s320/spaceball.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246269700400483698" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Corre el agua por mi piel<br />Corre tu lengua por mi sexo<br />Me evaporo al oir tus gemidos<br />Me condenso en tus adentrosAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-7510993511870174832008-06-03T07:32:00.000-07:002008-06-03T04:57:08.221-07:00Noche 029<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/SEUxW9pAAFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/hmk0lcb3_xo/s1600-h/565988987_592a83654d_m.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/SEUxW9pAAFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/hmk0lcb3_xo/s320/565988987_592a83654d_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207622814697259090" /></a><br />eterno sufrimiento<br />crucificado en las profundidades de tu mente;<br />un dulce tormento persiste en la boca,<br />noche tras noche, mi tacto vulnera tus sueños<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">foto: Pawel</span></span></div>Abigail d'Sadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10678450971658637467noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-32872497526849278042008-05-23T04:45:00.000-07:002008-06-02T07:32:21.153-07:00Noche 028<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/SDb6itpAADI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qPpgUbx2VeE/s1600-h/1779026505_67a20e30d9_m.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/SDb6itpAADI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qPpgUbx2VeE/s320/1779026505_67a20e30d9_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203621893747245106" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Montaña, nube, agua</div><div>me acaricias con tu mirada roja</div><div>paraíso de tontos profetas, poetas castrados</div><div>Vences mi voluntad, mi resistencia... sumisa por tí y para tí.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">foto by xelia</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-43595662559940688952008-05-16T06:04:00.001-07:002008-05-16T06:05:49.320-07:00Noche 027<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifIMM6pkjbu2D6A9on4vk8mQcGaYcox0La1NM0z5ymzkzNy6LiGXQX6k-nLro4PsIutJbUi7MSjJGrQh5SNdoRM0RSTKl-gBURfDnINUPyYg32cF1QVc855rzOPu1InOOQszOna-HgCuc/s1600-h/2229098797_f7d5b94765.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifIMM6pkjbu2D6A9on4vk8mQcGaYcox0La1NM0z5ymzkzNy6LiGXQX6k-nLro4PsIutJbUi7MSjJGrQh5SNdoRM0RSTKl-gBURfDnINUPyYg32cF1QVc855rzOPu1InOOQszOna-HgCuc/s320/2229098797_f7d5b94765.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200961074580428114" border="0" /></a><br />esta noche<br />sangraran las estrellas<br />mi nombre será<br />tu eterno estigmaAbigail d'Sadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10678450971658637467noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-65376869618998383212008-05-13T04:43:00.000-07:002008-05-16T05:58:10.531-07:00Noche 026<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/SCmdZrwh5WI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Q0m9aTpBZC8/s1600-h/2280792287_f2c0e611d8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/SCmdZrwh5WI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Q0m9aTpBZC8/s320/2280792287_f2c0e611d8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199860309344511330" border="0" /></a>Sangre-veneno<br />eres una serpiente enroscada en mi garganta<br />soy una liebre ciega, una mariposa mutilada<br />espero paciente en la orilla...en la orilla del UniversoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-51944316006934462642008-04-25T05:10:00.000-07:002008-04-25T05:15:24.494-07:00Noche 025<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNV32GjjRCWhhx8r5gxqsfJOSml4yECen7pwp8Np85YHboyigaaGcfUIuVVZPuSrAEd5TvbTkS99WkrRMRkdyHXjIbeyOJwVGsi7uh6pz2SgnQYEqg7LCMqU_qZBE451IjGb8eNyoPWqc/s1600-h/1441843309_d84bb9aa00.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNV32GjjRCWhhx8r5gxqsfJOSml4yECen7pwp8Np85YHboyigaaGcfUIuVVZPuSrAEd5TvbTkS99WkrRMRkdyHXjIbeyOJwVGsi7uh6pz2SgnQYEqg7LCMqU_qZBE451IjGb8eNyoPWqc/s320/1441843309_d84bb9aa00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193155353524002162" border="0" /></a><br />Aquí están mis manos<br />no las sueltes está noche<br />aun estoy sediento, cólmame<br />suave llovizna doradaAbigail d'Sadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10678450971658637467noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-21016210440721245482008-04-24T23:00:00.000-07:002008-04-24T21:19:30.281-07:00Noche 024<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHd9kHcEESowI9sma-_5sJ5xNmIm7Ac4JzxUGgtoJbYIH_cR3Xw6A24rQrPfB1NjQeZvZLfULQiTXR8BXjFc8m-vuAo11UlBh3i46TO-D55Y944mQGCINWJ9r8aPbyC67q_VJJska93fE/s1600-h/alone.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHd9kHcEESowI9sma-_5sJ5xNmIm7Ac4JzxUGgtoJbYIH_cR3Xw6A24rQrPfB1NjQeZvZLfULQiTXR8BXjFc8m-vuAo11UlBh3i46TO-D55Y944mQGCINWJ9r8aPbyC67q_VJJska93fE/s320/alone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193032770862407010" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Hielo llevas en la sangre</div><div>Busco tu mirada en el fondo</div><div>Soledad y desengaño, mi provenir</div><div>Me dejas, me cortas, me haces pedazos</div><br /><div> </div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-63952160597790025042008-04-24T06:11:00.000-07:002008-04-24T06:21:42.337-07:00Noche 023<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfNmEgbfdZE2r8Ri4icAKyxHpCGPHDq6EwR6eSwACnAt4u8qk5yejmQLKTkGznmzsK5yZiZtmHlymHixhVowNY6xwwRUQ-WrrqNslKfLaIbgtQRczJzptZ7zepZLWZ1w7WipHK6cyvruU/s1600-h/fnts.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfNmEgbfdZE2r8Ri4icAKyxHpCGPHDq6EwR6eSwACnAt4u8qk5yejmQLKTkGznmzsK5yZiZtmHlymHixhVowNY6xwwRUQ-WrrqNslKfLaIbgtQRczJzptZ7zepZLWZ1w7WipHK6cyvruU/s320/fnts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192801396679204162" border="0" /></a><br />Última bocanada<br />apretaré una vuelta más<br />dejaré me asfixies lentamente<br />bajo las redes de tus piernasAbigail d'Sadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10678450971658637467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-66610051528658759312008-04-21T06:58:00.000-07:002008-04-21T21:59:21.710-07:00Noche 022<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsQ7O_kivsl8IyhhHtqZyjaIq9rVnBzcBEFsKR3EevB4UpxGu9uXhmb9h9szoTF3btelXK4BgxCHjd-SRmIWWNLWApNl5LI2bKNzFYO0o7u_gRrhtDGLOJ3v0H3IjE44wub61IgB6UD_o/s1600-h/492898447_ff28815036.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsQ7O_kivsl8IyhhHtqZyjaIq9rVnBzcBEFsKR3EevB4UpxGu9uXhmb9h9szoTF3btelXK4BgxCHjd-SRmIWWNLWApNl5LI2bKNzFYO0o7u_gRrhtDGLOJ3v0H3IjE44wub61IgB6UD_o/s320/492898447_ff28815036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191929518318116130" border="0" /></a><br />Como agua entre los dedos te desvaneces<br />ante mi triste mirada turbia<br />Los luceros se apagan, el mar se aquieta<br />No hay nada más que hacer, moriréAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-3830425194923481242008-04-12T06:42:00.000-07:002008-04-12T06:48:52.437-07:00Noche 021<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhicskhI1B9ZVT7eYO6_5oLDSlud9gXV0O_uzbvVuFDi2J_wtzfN27L9JNH0f4By4F8CUbgDsltuLsDDqZ0nIW9i3t7bilXmatxWO3XbyX0U3XqNUryV5fFq8ceEcCf4knI559CnOQYhrA/s1600-h/3456987.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhicskhI1B9ZVT7eYO6_5oLDSlud9gXV0O_uzbvVuFDi2J_wtzfN27L9JNH0f4By4F8CUbgDsltuLsDDqZ0nIW9i3t7bilXmatxWO3XbyX0U3XqNUryV5fFq8ceEcCf4knI559CnOQYhrA/s320/3456987.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188355141371142370" border="0" /></a><br />Incendio en la piel<br />la certeza de ojos cegados<br />susúrrame el preludio al placer<br />una sinfonía de mudos gemidosAbigail d'Sadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10678450971658637467noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-24498680616861149832008-04-11T04:16:00.000-07:002008-04-12T06:41:58.398-07:00Noche 020<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/R_-kVLxeNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kw5IS7I1EoI/s1600-h/441075471_5ecf2d3b20.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/R_-kVLxeNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kw5IS7I1EoI/s320/441075471_5ecf2d3b20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188045979598599890" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /></div>Tu fría piel de réptil<div>me envuelve el alma sin pedirlo</div><div>soy un eco obscuro soy un lamento</div><div>que se pierde en la espesura de tus adentros...</div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-10065618260266579192008-03-31T06:24:00.000-07:002008-04-02T06:42:22.538-07:00Noche 019<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/R_DpNJiAgnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ORN83MITEwc/s1600-h/SkinTightDiva-08.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/R_DpNJiAgnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ORN83MITEwc/s320/SkinTightDiva-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183899583209570930" border="0" /></a><br />Turbio oleaje revienta en los resquicios<br />donde mi boca quedó cautiva<br />remanso de espuma roja<br />nuestra sombra naufraga a la derivaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-20307449440452506572008-03-26T06:47:00.000-07:002008-03-26T06:53:24.068-07:00Noche 018<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPv9HIrNk5KcxMtKIOgaCLV4WhF47Sha0wWcVzNFQVhKasOYFeajiomkCujWd9v8ftQCqqjfMEdFg7tfgChwu5MPmXTw6lUd9kR1nUCT9kQPCrnSvf9MV1ZKlmABNEkJ3gf2XYmQT9YFM/s1600-h/taped.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPv9HIrNk5KcxMtKIOgaCLV4WhF47Sha0wWcVzNFQVhKasOYFeajiomkCujWd9v8ftQCqqjfMEdFg7tfgChwu5MPmXTw6lUd9kR1nUCT9kQPCrnSvf9MV1ZKlmABNEkJ3gf2XYmQT9YFM/s320/taped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182047688780082034" border="0" /></a><br />La luz entra por la ventana<br />No supe nada de mi misma<br />sólo quiero enredarme entre tus piernas<br />Deseo dicen algunos, sobrevivencia digo yo<br /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Ritchie/CONFIG%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Ritchie/CONFIG%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" />Abigail d'Sadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10678450971658637467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-58699821127747897852008-03-26T04:27:00.000-07:002008-03-26T04:29:46.550-07:00Noche 017<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/R-oznpiAgkI/AAAAAAAAADw/7vqguIgc4Sw/s1600-h/607448556_70e2102ae8.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/R-oznpiAgkI/AAAAAAAAADw/7vqguIgc4Sw/s320/607448556_70e2102ae8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182011077499585090" /></a><br />Descubres despierta que sigues soñando<br />duermes de día, las madrugadas son nuestras<br />tu lengua escribe entre mis dedos<br />la palabra que siempre quemará tu bocaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-59230177606580117322008-03-21T18:59:00.000-07:002008-03-21T19:07:23.774-07:00Noche 016<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKNftjYxw1dzb5FZClc7T0ieNWSMv70NwPtNJLHvMIWuNBN3Wou77C3E19pFN_rapu1N6aljuFpIFjitpSc4o423D4K_prrnxK9v_Dzt4gl3EM-7WCbivR3W_Od23jRz5il2ysVtLmo6M/s1600-h/444737306_6d3b56b26e.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKNftjYxw1dzb5FZClc7T0ieNWSMv70NwPtNJLHvMIWuNBN3Wou77C3E19pFN_rapu1N6aljuFpIFjitpSc4o423D4K_prrnxK9v_Dzt4gl3EM-7WCbivR3W_Od23jRz5il2ysVtLmo6M/s320/444737306_6d3b56b26e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180381769750211426" border="0" /></a><br />Despierto entre lamentos<br />estás a mi lado y yo inmóvil<br />¿Qué habré hecho para merecer esto?<br />Tanta felicidad /dada de tus manosAbigail d'Sadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10678450971658637467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-75631815113246748592008-03-20T15:08:00.000-07:002008-03-20T15:11:01.851-07:00Noche 015<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/R-Lgr5iAgiI/AAAAAAAAADg/QfA0lB0zDB8/s1600-h/2196051521_a03846d30f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/R-Lgr5iAgiI/AAAAAAAAADg/QfA0lB0zDB8/s320/2196051521_a03846d30f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179949566211949090" /></a><br /><br /><br />Tiembla tu cuerpo<br />mi aroma emana de tu cuello<br />te doblegas, te abandonas a mis ojos<br />muerdes tus labios antes de gritar mi nombreAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-54486571250537071182008-03-20T00:37:00.000-07:002008-03-20T00:46:22.016-07:00Noche 014<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixDt-VY59UadVnFB0Tmb5tOCihNbSD_NVegd_Oszl1sYW8HYqGahnp9dCn8GBiXOnLO2cENbB5U8kByX45AT6RMlPItm7vP-wPcW2vyKIbeaNFgWa15S5PxbaFA5uqziqQRZ-c1Cl8jUE/s1600-h/122345.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixDt-VY59UadVnFB0Tmb5tOCihNbSD_NVegd_Oszl1sYW8HYqGahnp9dCn8GBiXOnLO2cENbB5U8kByX45AT6RMlPItm7vP-wPcW2vyKIbeaNFgWa15S5PxbaFA5uqziqQRZ-c1Cl8jUE/s320/122345.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179726980511099730" border="0" /></a><br />Explota mi voz en tu tacto<br />mírame a los ojos y dime<br />que nunca me dejarás sin tus labios<br />sin ellos no hay nada / lo sabesAbigail d'Sadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10678450971658637467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-27397807420033836482008-03-18T09:43:00.000-07:002008-03-18T09:44:54.511-07:00Noche 013<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/R9_xcKB8dHI/AAAAAAAAADY/VKAydIY98ks/s1600-h/834189045_59e8b51c08_m.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/R9_xcKB8dHI/AAAAAAAAADY/VKAydIY98ks/s320/834189045_59e8b51c08_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179123562530501746" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Trémulo cortejo de lenguas<br />subyugadas en ebrias espirales<br />se hunden en tus pezones<br />el descenso duele como eclipseAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-46094483416601473492008-03-14T18:49:00.000-07:002008-03-14T19:15:42.143-07:00Noche 012<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ0nXZ_UTD-bAGHFN9fYOa0AVyRM_0nzM6w7dh1w184Zu4ruko2rAuhbx_9wxsVD-BSR5ccJVyEpQDu6ZV2mWGqoGHcDPkfdQ5i1vUjYfgJUhq_-9wLnaeiwzYuz6s9PsD7iL2dLbQHKc/s1600-h/1813989080_cf2fe3a113.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ0nXZ_UTD-bAGHFN9fYOa0AVyRM_0nzM6w7dh1w184Zu4ruko2rAuhbx_9wxsVD-BSR5ccJVyEpQDu6ZV2mWGqoGHcDPkfdQ5i1vUjYfgJUhq_-9wLnaeiwzYuz6s9PsD7iL2dLbQHKc/s320/1813989080_cf2fe3a113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177786319567253394" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Dedos manos tentáculos carnosos<br />se enredan en mi piel sujetándola<br />me asfixian me comen lentamente<br />todo se nubla / soy felizAbigail d'Sadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10678450971658637467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-53074267377232949852008-03-14T03:43:00.000-07:002008-03-14T03:46:16.287-07:00Noche 011<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/R9pXGKB8dGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/z9A5ioQW3p0/s1600-h/LARGE_GLAMOUR339.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/R9pXGKB8dGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/z9A5ioQW3p0/s320/LARGE_GLAMOUR339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177546484899148898" border="0" /></a><br />Dominar tus tempestades quisiera, al hundir dientes en tu carne<br />Tengo un sólo sueño...un sólo destino<br />Trascender del placer al dolor<br />Morir en tus labios...por fin descansar en tu huerto<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" >Foto: Ken Marcus</span>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-20265733386856666242008-03-12T03:40:00.000-07:002008-03-12T03:41:24.512-07:00Noche 010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpoqHMEQv6OzeGVBX0lePW739i4qL2y8QJSFFPWWIH2w6Lgvxjzstabga74PCWVTcLzKfYT6lnyaZpUd_PtGQrWHJFMVaOjeGGGyRb2Q5csuVl4P4XHfCINP2B3VkDW9jS3PAUzKDDXg/s1600-h/STPUBW10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpoqHMEQv6OzeGVBX0lePW739i4qL2y8QJSFFPWWIH2w6Lgvxjzstabga74PCWVTcLzKfYT6lnyaZpUd_PtGQrWHJFMVaOjeGGGyRb2Q5csuVl4P4XHfCINP2B3VkDW9jS3PAUzKDDXg/s320/STPUBW10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176803390531760002" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Con la blanda dureza de un lamento<br />Florecen magnolias abrazadas a tus caderas<br />Estallo constelaciones exiliadas… pervertidas<br />Que violentas se suicidan mudas entre tus piernasAbigail d'Sadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10678450971658637467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-85375550899604078252008-03-11T14:21:00.000-07:002008-03-12T03:40:00.446-07:00Noche 009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/R9b4pqB8dFI/AAAAAAAAADI/0fS22C3RTOs/s1600-h/goedde06.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFMTyTSZ8k4/R9b4pqB8dFI/AAAAAAAAADI/0fS22C3RTOs/s320/goedde06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176598216249734226" border="0" /></a><br />Vivo poseída...encadenada a las cumbres de tu pecho<br />¿Quién era yo antes de tí? Una paloma, una gaviota tal vez<br />Lo único que siento es deshacerme de mi capullo<br />Y ofrecerte la dulzura de mi sexo<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Foto:Steve Diet Goedde</span>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439742173407527982.post-77986828037784571442008-03-10T17:28:00.000-07:002008-03-10T17:40:39.073-07:00Noche 008<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQe9jjBPU5cZWJnELyKSXqKp2S1cdxVc44ROlk7mm4P61gJUfZJegJUUtKxQjY3L-ECfKutkNvKiC-MeRfbZjhRkIaKB1RWv0Ur1qllT_zUggr71ab5G7FpJwSHfYwzxidPpgV15UZT4g/s1600-h/h1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQe9jjBPU5cZWJnELyKSXqKp2S1cdxVc44ROlk7mm4P61gJUfZJegJUUtKxQjY3L-ECfKutkNvKiC-MeRfbZjhRkIaKB1RWv0Ur1qllT_zUggr71ab5G7FpJwSHfYwzxidPpgV15UZT4g/s320/h1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176277480376299378" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Vengo del umbral que se abre cada vez que me invocas<br />Para embelesarte en vaivenes… en telarañas espirales<br />Oculto en el arrullo que sueña detrás de tu ombligo<br />Lamo tu cuello bebiendo su rocío... palpitoAbigail d'Sadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10678450971658637467noreply@blogger.com0