April 20: The Overbearing Feeling of Happiness

Once upon a time.. and not too long ago, the immaculate conception of a fairy tale overpowered existence.. and beyond any reasonable believe, things have turned out to be just exactly as they are supposed to.
Talk about fate, huh ?

While not too many words can describe feelings, many others can indeed be use to make a special someone feel appreciated, admired and loved. After a lot of personal research, I did find what I was looking for.

Not an explanation, not a reason to be or to feel.. But that certainty that makes everything work. Makes everything be perfect in its own way.

Many would say days are countless when you are blessed, and they would even suggest to take a breather and come back to reality.

Well, my answer ? My reality has overcome my dreams, has successfully surpass the experiences I had only imagined before this, and has turned into my most appreciated gift and my most precious desire.

My "once upon a time" became my ... "and they lived happily ever after" .. I can only hope for two things. That the sense and feeling of happiness and completion is mutual, the feeling of how unbelievably lucky we are ... and that the blessings surrounding us today, only grow and strengthen with the many more days to come.

R.-

I've always known .. It's You ..

I know what I want..

I'v always known..

A warm hug, a smile, the soft laughter of a good time

the sensitive caress of your breath next to my skin

the truth behind your hazel eyes and the strength of your soul

The voice that lingering keeps me still and down to earth

the humble heart that does not know when to stop giving

the firm hands that work non-stop for the future

A strong character that does not dwell even when it seems impossible to resist

the lips that kiss but don't tell, that speak but not lie, that so often have been mine

the embrace of never wanting to let go, the desire of never wanting it to stop

I've always known..

I just kept waiting until you showed up, until life would be fair enough to bring you to my door and show me that in reality, you were far more fascinating that in any of my dreams.. that in any of my wishes..

You brought with you a new light and a new meaning

showed me that admiration for someone else was possible and feasible

and that loving without boundaries, without regrets, with only hope and pure desire is not only possible, but the only way to love truly, madly and deeply..

I knew before and I know now

that my days have a different story and my perspective keeps changing each day,

becoming wider, becoming more real and more human

That my moments of solitude are rare and that enjoying life has turned into magic by spending each moment by your side..

I've come to touch the sky, light the starts, kiss the moon and fly around the universe because of you..

I've learned that forever is now, happiness is subjective and love can really conquer all.

I've always known .. that love is You.

[ N.A.N. ]

Me.-

And It Feels Like Sand.. Slipping Thru' My Fingers..

Thats what reality feels like these days..

it goes by unnoticed, unbiased, unseen..

She seems to forget who we are, why we're here for

On different days, the sun heats the sorrow

takes away the pain and allows for reassurance

Others, its cold grip seems to tie my heart and unleash pure lust

My reality has changed.. Several months have come and gone

yet my season remains the same, untouched

Believing in that same old fairy tale that will never end

Holding on too tight will suffocate my desire ..

yet my fear of letting loose reminds me it could fly away

So I fight, each and every day, to find that balance ..

[ .. .. ]

Me.-

The Man I Admire

His looks are often deceiving

rough around the edges and unbreakable

but under that iron wall

his heart and soul are pure..

The target of tough critics

yet his strength surpasses each and every one of them

His essence is real and nothing stops him

The Man I Admire

is gentle in his touch with an incomparable character

his like no one else I've known

like nothing else I've seen

The world keeps spinning and he wont fall

the truth of his eyes is worth more than the words of his opposers

simple words that the wind blows away

and his actions prevail

He is often taken for granted and even hurt

yet what no one seems to know is how every single time they try to break him

he raises to the occasion, above everything and everyone

The Man I Admire

is true to his values, his morals, his beliefs

he won't let anything drag him to a point where he will betray himself

Integrity and passion keep him accompanied

His devotion to what he does, to what he loves

his will to fight for everything, to face everything

no matter how bad things might get at some point

his phoenix-like attitude takes him above all

The Man I Admire

Will not forget himself along the way,

will not forget how much he is loved

and how much he is blessed.

The Man I Admire.. Is You.

N.K.N.

Me.-

...

I'm not mad at you ..

I'm mad at myself for not trusting your better judgement..

I fell in love with you .. with all your amazing qualities

and the flaws that make you human .. with the fact that you knew better than me

and the knowledge that your strength can protect me..

I am mad at myself for caring in a way that hurts us both

for being selfish beyond my control and for underestimating your decision

even when I feel in my core is not the right one.. is Yours

I am mad for being overemotional

for being immature at times and for picking on stuff I should just let go of

I am mad at you for not listening ..

for not remembering..

for not considering..

I am sad for letting it all affect me and angry because I don't see the remedy

I am pissed.. upset.. mad.. taken aback.. desperate.. and all the words you might want to call it..

All the feelings you might want to think about ..

And suddenly I am speechless .. Wordless .. Feelingless..

Just Hurt ..

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Me molesta darme cuenta que mis palabras chocan contra el vacio

que una pared me recibe y me acoge con la triste bienvenida del olvido

me duele que las espinas se me clavan sin cesar y que las palabras simplemente dejan de ser..

Me lastima no ser mas que un espejismo de lo pasado,

un recuerdo de lo prohibido y un himno a lo que no sera..

Se siente frio y seco el ambiente..

La realidad pertenece a otra dimension, a otras personas, con otros sentidos..

La pasion que desprenden mis caricias son consumidas y dejadas atras

mis palabras no sirvien de consuelo y mi actitud nunca es suficiente..

Tal vez no soy suficiente..

No basta con ser un alma preocupada, abnegada y entregada

no basta con ser y querer.. estar y poder

El dolor siempre es mas poderoso, consume mas rapido, destruye con mas fortaleza

y desvanece toda existencia..

Los mil y un deseos positivos son envueltos en la vibra del no querer

del no hacer .. y yo ? La pregunta retumba en mi conciencia como si la respuesta no existiese.. como si yo no existiese..

La razon nunca ha sido amiga del corazon,

lo traiciona, lo envuelve y manipula.. y el indefenso sufre cada punalada como si fuese la primera vez.. como si la experiencia siempre fuese ajena a su recorrido..

Nunca he aprendido a dejar fluir sin preocuparme

nunca he aprendido a entregarme con limitaciones

nunca he aprendido a que las demas cosas simplemente no son como yo quiero

nunca he aprendido que las demas personas tienen su propia forma y yo solo soy una simple mortal que no puede y no debe cambiarlas

nunca he aprendido que mis sufrimientos son mis lecciones de vida

nunca he aprendido que cada lagrima me hace fuerte, aunque en el momento me quiebren la vida

nunca he aprendido que una sonrisa falsa me traicionara dos pasos mas adelante

nunca he aprendido que mis palabras, dichas o escritas, de alguna forma seran usadas en mi contra

nunca he aprendido que los demas son y ya.. tienen y ya.. y eso no implica nada magnifico

nunca he aprendido que aunque muchos me ven como una buena persona, mi propio juicio no sobrepasa esa calificacion

nunca he aprendido a no entristecer .. mis lagrimas parecen tener en ocasiones vida propia

nunca he aprendido que los dias no me acercan a mis suenos, simplemente me alejan de lo ficticio

nunca he aprendido que mi pensar y mi sentir es mio.. y ya.. nadie lo comparte

nunca he aprendido que mi forma de ser es MIA.. nadie la tiene, nadie la copia, nadie la imita y simplemente nadie tiene las ganas de hacerlo

nunca he aprendido a comprender sin cuestionar, a creer sin preguntar, a halagar sin juzgar, a mirar sin advertir ni a sentir sin lastimar

nunca he aprendido que mis sentimientos son eso.. las cosas que siento, las que me hacen feliz y las que me lastiman.. pero son mios.. yo los tengo en mi y yo se que hacer con ellos

nunca he aprendido que la opinion de los demas siempre va despues de la mia

nunca he aprendido que hay cosas que no importan.. que hay personas que no importan.. o simplemente, dejan de importar ..

Me juzgo, me critico, me maltrato como el peor de los enemigos lo haria

me pregunto, me analizo y me vuelco en emociones que al final del dia, solo me llevan a la misma conclusion.. la mia.

La unica que me acompana y de la que nunca he aprendido a desprenderme ..

Me.-

One Is Never Enough..

Fucking pissed!

Yes, angry at the mere existent of today

at the fact that seems turn around in a minute

at the night because it becomes cold and shallow

and the day becomes bright and vain..

Mad at the whole world for just being

at the surroundings for never being enough

at the attitude of others for becoming self-centered

and oblivious to reality..

Mentally blocked and trying not to feel

not to say

not to realize

just want it all to end..

Just want it all to end..

The realization is cold and empty

the desire is true and powerful ..

like a diseases that is meant to kill you yet only prolongs the agony of the days

like a broken smile and haunts you from the past..

ONE is never enough.. THINGS are never enough..

there will always be the wish for something else

for someone else

for someone else's

there will always be the constant comparison

the never ending judgment and the fucking despair ..

The solitude, the hurt, the tears, the screaming and shouting

all condensed in one single soul..

My Soul..

Me.-

For Neno ..

He smiled at her..
It was the first time the warmth of a smile had touched her heart.
And she had loved before. She had cared, perhaps in different ways and different times

His essence was a change..
It was as a brand new sparkling day filled with hope
As if the breeze had change its course and was only there for her

He showed her a different sentiment, a different expression
It was like a complete change of perspective, a new gift of life
And she believed her luck had finally turned around

His heart was pure from start, his soul had a different charm
And she felt taken aback.. Swept off her feet and mesmerized
The torturous hours had turn into marvelous desires ..

The smile on his face was a brand new spectrum of wishes
She had finally fallen in love in the purest and simplest way
And the feeling had swirled around her and made it perfect

The sense of stopping time,
The desire of his hands and his kiss
The look in his eyes
The sound of his voice
The way he made her safe and special
The way she was important for someone
The way she meant something for someone

He had taken her life and painted it with new colors
She had met a soul to keep her company
She would be forever grateful ..
She would be forever in love ..

Me.-

Wooden Doll

There once was a wooden doll
with a broken smile on her scarlet face
She was placed above the rest
as if something different had happened to her..

Her eyes were wide and clear
perhaps result of the flow of tears
her hands were closed as if they carried no more hope

She was alone, watching from above
as the rest of the dolls enjoyed the world
it was mundane the lonely feeling, and she resented
not having the same freedom

And then one day she was picked up
from the lonely shelter where she had been hiding

The hands were soft, yet strong..
and with immense care handled her way
The wooden doll was mesmerized.. and stayed in awe

His hands had found the way
his care had woken up a flow of sentiments that were dead
She felt surprised and thankful
he carried himself with a natural sense..

The wood had vanished and left her free
and no longer she sat alone above the rest
Her heart was filled with warmth and love
.. ..

She was no longer known as the Wooden Doll ..

Me.-

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It takes 60 seconds to change someone's perspective

it takes a breath, a break, a moment

The actual will to do it

It has nothing more to it, than wanting it

than realizing things are a certain way and understanding

how prematurely we can be deceived by what it seems

and be fooled for what it was

It takes less than 60 seconds to make someone smile or cry

to change a person's life or their emotions

and to change your own..

One single instant can change faith,

it can cure a heartbreak

and help heal a wound

In a minute, you can become an entirely different person

in the eyes of a stranger

Or become a perfect stranger in the eyes of someone loved

Valuable as it is,

in 60 seconds one look can become the world to someone

one word can become a life to someone

one expression might be the reflection of a lifetime

It takes a breath, a break, a moment

and it takes the will to actually wanting do it

It can be as soon as now or as far as never

but why wouldn't You ?

why wouldn't I ?

Why would you let slide by those 60 seconds that can make me smile ?

Or why would I ignore that same amount of time

to show the truth behind my eyes ?

We can make it all different from what it seems, from what it is

change a tear for the laughter of a youngster

or a cold hand for the warm embrace of love..

60 seconds of your time to change my life

60 seconds of my time to change your life

One single breath is all it takes..

Me.-

Imprint

Writing on the walls of my subconscience

leaving permanent imprints of what it is, of what it was

losing the battle with a pure understanding

and drifting into what seems to be the darkest abyss of perception

The wonders of my thoughts are countless

and the secrets of my mind are vast and rare

My perfect illusion imitates a reality that does not exist

and within the borders of hope, it disappears

It doesn't turn more black even when it doesn't stop hurting

it does not become easier to subside and accept

Reaching out, looking for the final light where it all breaks apart

the hours seem to pass by without any kind of care nor evidence

And I keep writing,

the last verses of my existence, the last breath I will ever take

My walls might tell a secret, might tell a few

my battle will be the final chapter when the book is finally closed

The imprint will have my name and I will take the vivid remembrance with me

I will say good bye and it will see me go

And the writings will tell their story..

My story..

Me.-

It's been bittersweet.. But I can say good-bye now..

As the end approaches,

the sublime remembering of days long gone surrounds me..

as every other passing one,

it's been an incomparable journey..

Perhaps.. la travesia esta vez fue mas sentida que los anteriores,

tal vez.. mas cargada de emociones y experiencias..

Yet its flavor remains as bittersweet..

Me despido de un hermoso hogar,

para regresar a una antigua casa..

I leave new friends behind and reunite with my old ones,

the ones that have always been..

Las luces de mi ciudad cambiaron y con ellas, la vista desde mi ventana

mi perspectiva de vida.. la calidez de mi entorno..

I've been shedding skin and memories while I continue to build new steps..

Looking back, it's been a tough one..

it has made my core thicker and I've known what scars are made of..

I've known love and I have lost it..

And I have won it back..

I have laughed non-stop and cried myself to sleep..

I've said hello and good-bye so many times that I can't keep count

I have missed and have desired, yet I carry no regrets

He pensado que la vida es injusta y he deseado caminos alternos

he perdido la paciencia solo para darme cuenta que nunca la he tenido de mi lado

my wars have been blood-deep and yet I'm still waiting for my victory

I've been thankful and I've been ungrateful..

No se si he pedido mas de lo que he brindado, pero dudo haber lastimado

con intencion o con un deseo vehemente..

Me he confesado un sinnumero de veces conmigo misma

y he profanado contra toda existencia..

I've been lied to and I have lied..

I've denied my feelings and I've hidden my sorrow for the peace of others

He perdido cuenta de las lagrimas y de las sonrisas

pero cada una ha dejado su indeleble huella

Le dije adios a una etapa de crecimiento por la cual estare eternamente agradecida

y aun en los malos momentos, creo que no he dejado de ser bendecida

My constant struggle with myself reminds me that is not over..

Its just another 365-day-long tour gone by and the clock won't stop at the beginning of the new one..

He perdido y he ganado..

y he dejado de lado sin ningun tipo de remordimiento

Me han robado ilusiones y me he aferrado en la creacion de nuevos suenos

I can't look back with a full smile and no tears..

Nor with tears and not a single smile because I've gotten both

Because I've experienced both

But I can say good-bye now, because it's time has run

And I can wish for the start of a better one..

✼ 〯Es posible que la dicha o felicidad completa no exista.. pero la ilusion que causa alcanzarla es la esperanza que cada ser humano debe llevar en su corazon, en su vida.. El placer de los buenos momentos y las ensenanzas de los dificiles.

Recordar su paso sin ningun tipo de arrepentimientos es una tarea individual, pero en conjunto, se puede hacer que el recorrido al final valga la pena.-

May you have a Happy New Year and may you find within you the peace and joy you need to shine with your own light, never forgetting your true worth.

Love always,

Rocio.-

Attesa da Trovare

Like a simple whisper, shallow and sad

your shadow of existence remained..
The sounds that the night dragged
were now just simple memories left behind

With open-welcoming arms you stood by
only to realize no one was coming to them
There was just an empty space
an empty shell that no one wanted

The day brought its common light
yet your own personal darkness consumed you
no other place, no other time..
with no other wish but to die..

And you.. You remained calmed
like a lonely leaf on a windless night
Like your dreams and desires had vanished
and mere existence had stopped permanently..

You waited..
standing still,
letting the silence of your surroundings take over
watching life pass by you turning you into a silent witness

And dreamed.. of that moment..
of that particular space of time
when you would finally be found..

✼ 〯And when she was asked what she wanted more than anything in life, her answer was simple: Found .. .. - A.R.

Me.-

Trapped

Encerrada dentro de las entrañas indelebles de tu existencia
captiva y ausente del mundo alla afuera, sin paz, sin aire..
Simplemente con la respiracion cortada por tu abrazo maligno
y sin poder escapar de ti, de esto..


Within the walls of consciousness I can't find peace of mind
no rest, no conclusions.. yet time stands still
Like a never-ending reminder of what I might be missing out
I fell prey and now I can't escape..

Sin razon alguna el encierro se hace letal
y la aungustia me consume, me aterra..
Pasó de ser un paseo de ilusiones en un castillo de cristal
a un tormento de emociones en un ataud de hierro..

And I fight, to break out free
my strength deliberately dwelling into nothing
and I.. seeing my reflection like a blur
A vision that is not really there anymore


Perdida, secuestrada y olvidada por mi misma
y por las almas ajenas a mi, que ignoran mi grito de ayuda
me siento.. impaciente y vacia.. destrozada y desganada
a esperas de ser liberada ..

Me.-

Who Said That..

Who said a birthday is important anyways ? Its just another day of the year.. now celebrating life and your existence.. that should be something to look forward to everyday, and being able to share it with someone that loves you unconditionally ..

That what's important is what you do on your every day life ? When reality is that the people that you have around, are the ones that can make it worth while and the ones that can cause and impact or a change, the ones that can make you or break you with their words and their actions.. in the end, you need to remain true to yourself..

That loving someone else is far more important than loving yourself ? Truth is that no one can make you feel better if you don't rely on your own strength to be happy. That no matter how much you give to someone else, you need to treat yourself every day with unconditional love, undeniable honesty and hoping for a brighter moment with each passing second..

That words can mean the world to someone ? When there is no action that follows, the words are just empty and shallow.. they mean nothing and are worth nothing, they are gone with the wind of the next morning.. thats why you need to act upon your belief all the time..

Who told you that nothing can cure a broken heart and that you won't love the same way ever again ? If you give yourself the time to heal and maintain your hope and never stop dreaming, the right person might just be around the corner, patiently waiting to show you that what happened before was just a little bump on the road and that happiness lies ahead for you.

Who said that crying over someone is a bad thing ? Perhaps that person out there will never deserve your tears, but they are yours to let them out and with them the anxiety and pain of getting hurt - with them, you let go of the resentment and put your soul at ease..

Who said that a good-bye is necessarily forever ? Sometimes you need to let go to be able to see if it was truly yours or meant to be.. It might come back and your sad good-bye might become a wonderful new hello..

Me.-


















Photography by Rebecca White

Note To Self

To keep in mind: that the past is gone and I cannot bring it back - and trying to is not a healthy option.

Que lo que se fue pierde su valor en el momento que sale por la puerta de tu vida, y solo importa todo lo que queda delante.. Las nuevas entradas y las nuevas vivencias.

That no matter how much you fight against the current and course of life, when things are meant to go one way, nada ni nadie puede contra ellas.

Que la peor revolucion del ser humano es consigo mismo - es la peor lucha interna entre el bien y el mal - nunca contra el mundo, pero si contra los propios pensamientos, la duda y el temor.

That as much as you love you have to set free at times, maybe it does come back after all.

Que nada es color d rosa (gracias a Dios!) Pero si hay momentos maravillosos e incomparables que hacen que todo este recorrido valga la pena.

Que unas simples letras en un papel no son mas que un desahogo de una mortal cuyas vivencias a veces la consumen, pero al final la hacen mas fuerte.

Que sonreir porque si siempre tiene un motivo oculto, aunque no lo quieras admitir.

That tears may be from a broken heart, but you never start to heal until you really let them flow.

That you may become vain and shallow just because you got hurt, but is your responsability to be the bigger person and never dwell permanently on it.

Que las circunstancias que te ponen entre la espada y la pared te forman el caracter, cuan valiente eres y que tan dispuesto a dar el todo por el todo.

That fear is always watching with its evil eye waiting for you to succumb to it..it is your choice whether to please it or please yourself.

Que no puedo cambiar al mundo, ni quiero, y debo entender que la realidad no es siempre mi cuento de hadas personal.

Que por mas que te aferres a algo, si no es tuyo, se va y es cuestion de asimilarlo.

Que la confianza en los demas, comienza con la confianza en uno mismo.

That letting go is far much harder than moving on, because it implies leaving the luggage of regrets and what-ifs behind.

That saying good-bye might be hard, but sometimes is necessary and the only way left.

That this too, shall pass and it will remain in the depths of history as another simple experience.

That feeling vulnerable is not bad, as long as your focus is on what you really want with all your heart.

Que no puedes decidir mas alla que sobre tu propia vida y tus propias acciones, por mas que luches con todos los demonios ajenos: tu vida es tuya y la de los demas, es ajena.

That feeling sad is just a state of mind, stage of time, and never permanent.
That being happy is a choice: you decide if you are willing to take it.

That I'm capable of everything and anything I set my mind into and no one can say the opposite.

Finalmente, que las cosas que realmente valen la pena, no se compran, no se venden ni se comparan con otras; son unicas para ti y tu existencia, son las que hacen que todo valga la pena.. Esas que cuando te faltan, se llevan un pedazo de ti consigo.. Those are the ones you should always seek and keep next to your heart.

Me.-

Vivir es.. Atreverse..

En Serio ?

Si te sientas a pensarlo, no tiene sentido.. Pierde toda logica y todo punto de razon

deja de ser un analisis real y se convierte en una paradoja..

Puro y simple: una asercion inverosimil y absurda..

Como lo crees ? Como confias ?

Es que haces acaso un voto de lealtad con tu subconsciente ?

O mejor! Pretendes..

Claro, pretendes que las cosas son de una forma para asi crear una falsa tranquilidad dentro de ti ..

Que pasa cuando ese muro se derrumba ?

Cuando tu engano y tus mentiras, esas mismas que fabricaste solo para tu paz mental, se esfuman ?

Cuando la realidad te golpea sin piedad alguna y te hace enfrentar a la figura en el espejo..

Te escondiste durante tanto tiempo detras de una maraña de invenciones personales que te olvidaste de tu sentir,

de tu pensar verdadero, de tu real forma de ser y ver las cosas.

Te olvidaste de lo que es realmente importante y diste pie a lo que es simplemente pasajero..

lo que es solamente una mascara que utilizas para ir por la vida sin que las cosas te afecten, la pregunta es: vives realmente ?

Vivir es .. Atreverse

Es olvidar el miedo y saltar - aun cuando es mucho mas facil decirlo que hacerlo.

Es sobrevivir a las circunstancias y resurgir con un caracter mas definido.

Vivir es .. Arriesgarse

Dar un paso adelante - aun cuando no tienes nada seguro y cuando el miedo se aferra a ti ..

es ahi cuando demuestras cuan capaz eres de enfrentarlo, dejarlo de lado y tomar la oportunidad en tus manos..

Vivir es .. Olvidar y dejar atras

Todo lo malo y lo negativo - aun cuando te dejo huellas indelebles y el sabor amargo de la tristeza..

Es cuando te dices a ti mismo, esta es solo una etapa mas que tambien quedara en el pasado..

Entonces.. Vives realmente ?

Cuando tu tranquilidad mental depende de una "capa protectora" que te escuda del mundo alla afuera ..

Que te protege de sentir a flor de piel la plenitud de estar vivo, el gozo de querer y amar de corazon..

de reir a carcajadas sin control alguno.. de las enseñanzas que deja llorar solo para recuperarte y verte a ti mismo un ser mas fuerte..

En serio, Crees que Vives ? ..

Me.-

Photography by Andreas Stridsberg

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Lo dejas escapar.. 

como un suspiro perdido en un espacio de tiempo que ya no existe mas

te quiere consumir en una red de artimañas vacias 

y juega contigo.. conmigo..

Te susurra lo que deseas oir por el solo hecho de recordar

sin darte cuenta que te arrastra en su maraña escabrosa, sucia, perdida

que al final del dia lastimarte es soltar la ultima carcajada

y la ultima estocada es verte caer una vez mas..

No piensas, no pienso.. 

pero consume, acaba con las fuerzas y las ganas 

y te convierte en presa facil de un juego de mentiras y desengaños

desilusiones que no te dejan ser y que por mas que te resistes

se convierten en tortura 

Mira mas alla de eso,

atrevete a olvidar y dejar pasar 

a comenzar de nuevo en un lienzo limpio

procura que cada nueva pincelada sea delicada y te haga feliz

ignora la ronca voz del pasado y la presencia que te acecha

Respira..  y dejalo ir ..

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Y Tu.. Te Atreves ?

A mirar mas alla de los dias y las noches
y olvidar los prejuicios de todo aquel mortal que pretende saberlo todo
y no sabe nada.. que pretende enjuiciarte por no entenderte
y condenarte simplemente porque no eres uno mas...

[ ... ]

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Besame..
con la pasion de un primer encuentro y la nostalgia de un ultimo adios
pero no me dejes escapar de ti ..

Aferrame a tu cuerpo con ganas desenfrenadas
conquistando cada espacio de mi ser con tus manos
y tus caricias explorando cada rincon

Dejame ser tuya en un instante de locura
donde tus gemidos sean la melodia resonante en mi habitacion
y tu espalda encuentre reposo en mi lecho

Permiteme dibujar pinceladas de placer sobre ti como un lienzo perfecto
mientras mi boca en un encuentro sublime te hace perder la razon
y juntos saciamos la sed de lujuria que corre por las venas

Deleita mis ojos con tu sonrisa y dejame sentir el acorde de tu respiracion
susurrante.. calmante..
mientras la noche se prolonga en extasis
y dejamos perder los motivos y la logica..

Me.-