domingo, 12 de febrero de 2012

Que contigo adiós invierno...                                                                        



 Solo primavera...

domingo, 15 de enero de 2012

Mira, tanto tiempo compartido 

No debe tener sentido

Dejar que muera este amor...


sábado, 24 de diciembre de 2011

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lunes, 19 de diciembre de 2011

Me dijeron que el amor es un arte...








Y que cuando lo encontramos hay que vivir...