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ElViaje joined StumbleUpon on Jun 25, 2007
•12 reviews since Jan 16, 2008
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- ElViaje discovered 3 months ago
- Al ser sobre las olas de la corriente vuelo quiso escapar sintiendose atrapada tal vez al fin voló... buscando algo distinto. Silenus3milenio
teresinha63 rated 2 months ago- É tão simples quanto isto....
- dukenstein rated 3 months ago
- excellent blog, thanks for the images
- HernanSilenus rated 5 months ago
- There is one way to go there... away from cities there... where?
- isapien rated 5 months ago
- I don't make a habit of StumbleBlogging other SU member blogs, but there was an eerie feeling as I scrolled through his pics that I was looking at a mirror of myself. Fantastico!
- CultureCalls rated 5 months ago
- http://pichaus.com/scifi-illustration-a56@
- maleva rated 5 months ago
- Wonderful stumbles!
- silenus3milenio rated 5 months ago
-
on LIMITS IS THÂ no/divers-ion
no limits
next stop
M:A:R:S like silenus WAS in there.
- Shelly41 rated 6 months ago
- Ah, blissful love! Lovely blog,, thanks for sharing.
- TimelessDreamer rated 6 months ago
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MIS OJOS, SIN TUS OJOS
Mis ojos, sin tus ojos no son ojos,
que son dos hormigueros solitarios,
y son mis manos sin las tuyas varios
intratables espinos a manojos.
No me encuentro los labios sin tus rojos
que me llenan de dulces campanarios,
sin ti mis pensamientos son calvarios
criando cardos y agostando hinojos.
No sé que es de mi oreja sin tu acento,
ni hacia qué polo yerro sin tu estrella,
y mi voz sin tu trato se afemina.
Los olores presagio de tu viento
y la olvidada imagen de tu huella,
que en ti principia, amor, y en mi termina.
~Miguel Hernández~