tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-831258128619458441.post7633493933522870770..comments2024-01-29T18:01:06.719+01:00Comments on Esencia: enterrargorkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12747585120080310587noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-831258128619458441.post-70684287754083875132014-05-03T21:39:00.806+02:002014-05-03T21:39:00.806+02:00A ti, Kotori.
_/\_A ti, Kotori.<br /><br />_/\_gorkahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12747585120080310587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-831258128619458441.post-53690132846355595862014-05-03T21:38:43.524+02:002014-05-03T21:38:43.524+02:00:D
Besos.:D<br /><br />Besos.gorkahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12747585120080310587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-831258128619458441.post-58997783521990293252014-05-03T17:33:46.440+02:002014-05-03T17:33:46.440+02:00-^- gracias Gorka....-^- gracias Gorka....ADMINISTRADORhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09998495208083388206noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-831258128619458441.post-1294561032585972272014-05-03T01:45:00.680+02:002014-05-03T01:45:00.680+02:00Ese claro lo ilumina todo, besos.
Ese claro lo ilumina todo, besos. <br /> Amapola Azzul https://www.blogger.com/profile/04405949991565463321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-831258128619458441.post-73657650122608804072014-05-02T17:04:10.428+02:002014-05-02T17:04:10.428+02:00¡Qué bueno Karin! Ese tercer verso quería reflejar...¡Qué bueno Karin! Ese tercer verso quería reflejar precisamente eso... <br /><br />Un abrazo, amiga y gracias por comentar.gorkahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12747585120080310587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-831258128619458441.post-75953132024356334232014-05-02T17:02:24.572+02:002014-05-02T17:02:24.572+02:00Gracias por dejar esas palabras, Joan.
Otro abraz...Gracias por dejar esas palabras, Joan.<br /><br />Otro abrazo _/\_gorkahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12747585120080310587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-831258128619458441.post-88574000272158448662014-05-01T23:18:23.315+02:002014-05-01T23:18:23.315+02:00me he acordado cuando éramos chicos enterrábamos ...me he acordado cuando éramos chicos enterrábamos a los escarabajos en la playa. Aunque los tapábamos siempre volvían a salir a la superficie.<br />saludosPensando en Haiku, Karin Rosenkranzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07686057376398723165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-831258128619458441.post-50426588057090660962014-05-01T12:32:52.534+02:002014-05-01T12:32:52.534+02:00Esos juegos infantiles, a menudo crueles pero llen...Esos juegos infantiles, a menudo crueles pero llenos de curiosidad. Muy bien conjuntado con el instante de luz que ilumina la escena.<br /><br />Un abrazo GorkaJoan Anton Mencoshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11348651780698297614noreply@blogger.com