I apologize to these people who are signing me and not get signatures on my part, good and also because not upload anything. The reason is that it is almost June, and Sandra, in June, those in uni, studying xD. Nor do I upload anything because there is not much inspiration ... but that is another matter. Thanks to all was night
and cold. And you front of that bar. not remember what she had, only were beautiful. entered, I invite you to a reed, you a kiss. Indebted saw me. thought you did not like, but I always wanted. Sure, it was a dream. I do not understand, this is taste on the lips.
remember a song Vers-art 
A song. A song reminds me of you. But it is not you who seek, are not your eyes to want to do smile. imagine my hand running down his neck, only
you could compare, you always . always follow you. I imagine, while playing a song that reminds me of you, but you're not, or are your eyes those who seek to do smile , go, and let me dream.
PS: The original poem I liked, but I do not know what happened that I wrote in the mobile phone and now tells me that the format is not valid, invalid, or himself for it ¬ ¬. But hey, it was something.
5:45 am Arrival at Lleida, organized by rain welcome (not just Asturian heritage). We skip a period of 6 hours, and we met. I with umbrellas going to the civic center, and going to my hotel Maribel, Tesa and Estel. After that we went and exposure. I spent the whole morning (me, the rest may not) to presentations and more presentations, people who, unfortunately, some I do not remember his name (they were too much for me.) So at 2 played and breakfast, and off we went. The interesting part began at 4. To me nobody told me anything ... I went with the rest. The representatives of the neighborhood association and the Councillor of Culture launched the event, as we looked in the booklet that we were assigned poems to read, and we resigned ourselves to the imminent staging. Fernando Sarria was in charge of testing the light and sound with his two poems, but then offset when he was called to read another. In total, 4 hours, with two breaks for smokers, 30 and many poets, 3 or 4 musicians, and an attempt to present to you is not heard by the mic (do not forgive him.) Dinner 5 hours with snails and wine, too much wine, and ultimately poetic duel: Estel vs Maribel. The result is seen.
