Solamente es un soplo
Más húmedo que el llanto
Un líquido un susurro
Es agua sexual
Más húmedo que el llanto
Un líquido un susurro
Es agua sexual
Yesterday we ventured out to La Isla Nergra, just about an hour and half outside of Santiago. We toured another of Pablo Neruda's houses, who seems to a be a collector of all things I'm interested in. After the tour, I walked out on the rocks by the beach and soaked in the power of the waves. We dined in a seafood restaurant then headed back to the smoggy town.
Drafting a blue print of my future home on the coast,
Lauren Adele
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