y a la vuelta de un curioso (aunque no más atrevido de la cuenta) fin de semana en Castellón, escucho compulsivamente melodías siniestro-ochenteras mientras me enfundo mis medias de rayas y calaveras, a la vez que pretendo imitar (de una forma que roza la mediocridad) la sugerente voz del señor Smith e imagino que tus dedos se deslizan (caprichosamente) por mi espalda

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"show me how you do that trick, the one that makes me scream" she said "the one that makes me laugh" she said and threw her arms around my neck "show me how you do it and i promise you i promise that i'll run away with you i'll run away with you" spinning on that dizzy edge i kissed her face and kissed her head and dreamed of all the different ways i had to make her glow "why are you so far away?" she said "why won't you ever know that i'm in love with you that i'm in love with you" you soft and only you lost and lonely you strange as angels dancing in the deepest oceans twisting in the water you're just like a dream daylight licked me into shape i must have been asleep for days and moving lips to breathe her name i opened up my eyes and found myself alone alone alone above a raging sea that stole the only girl i loved and drowned her deep inside of me you soft and only you lost and lonely you just like heaven

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y todo eso se funde en un post absolutamente dedicado

(just like a dream)