"Para envolverte en besos, quisiera ser el viento,
y quisiera ser todo, lo que tu mano toca;
ser tu sonrisa, ser hasta tu mismo aliento,
para poder estar mas cerca de tu boca"
Viejo pasillo ecuatoriano
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