Yes, I know that at first it worked well but now the forum is more and more dead, and fewer and fewer people are participating... But in any case, MadWin will have to do something to regain the confidence of his players:)
Well, Congrats both of you! <img src="https://www.MadWincom/madwin/playbox/es pace-communautaire/3.gif"> Fortunately you are here Nuty, because the poem section is not very successful! Discouraging, no <img src= "https://www.MadWincom/madwin/playbox/es pace-communautaire/12.gif">
The sun, a sibylline and languid embrace, dulls its radiance with melodious accents And satinates the paleness of a chrysalis Suspended in the grey of its stormy destiny.
The burning star, golden dusts of tenderness,
embraces with her smile the disguised
soul and entrusts to her pale lips a caress To the rhymes of an ever renewed happiness.
Inaccessible love to the exquisite flavor That burns the wing to the impatience of the heart In the fleeting moments of shared flames.
Where words, in love with intoxication, under the gaze of the poet and his muse, exhausted and haggard, make love, a reflection of their secret thoughts.
The sun, a sibylline and languid embrace, dulls its radiance with melodious accents And satinates the paleness of a chrysalis Suspended in the grey of its stormy destiny.
The burning star, golden dusts of tenderness, embraces with her smile the disguised soul and entrusts to her pale lips a caress To the rhymes of an ever renewed happiness.
Inaccessible love to the exquisite flavor That burns the wing to the impatience of the heart In the fleeting moments of shared flames.
Where words, in love with intoxication, under the gaze of the poet and his muse, exhausted and haggard, make love, a reflection of their secret thoughts.
