domingo, septiembre 27

Fixing.

Some stories should never be told,
Blue...
Because if I'm not gonna see tomorrow,
I gotta say that I loved today.
Maybe it's true, but how am I suppose to know?
Never saw,
just felt...
It was nice... hard to tell.
taking it all... because I want it all!
Repeating, more than heaven.
Floating high above...
Creatures taken under the bed,
Overwhelmed.
Freaked out? I'm staring on blank.
Bad timing... even for me.
So much, tempted to not resist.
Desirable and lovable.
What's wrong about a second time? I heard.
I might wait... but what can I say...
I do; you are just... unreachable...
at least that's what I thought.
Surprised, my littleness flourishing.
Burying... trying to go back; back in a time where you didn't insist... I meant existed.
Unstable, did I choose?
Yes, and pleasure was so rejoicing, that I started to think it might be sinful.
Unbelievable again.
But I hope; forgive me for it...
Call when your touch becomes legal.
If you please, I wont promise, but I know I wont say no.

jueves, septiembre 24

Choked.


Don't!
It's not a reason what I'm looking for,
Breath...
it's just peace mind.


I know...

martes, septiembre 22

Amable.

Living on my sweet dreamland,
I don't mind.
What you are,
and you represent so much.
You are cause.
Now you are a reason.
Blown,
windy,
fresh morning,
so interested that i can't look around
It's you... you, tender.




Hermosamente definida,
cada línea,
cada movimiento.
Orgullosamente tu.
Sencillamente, viviendo.
Respirando.
Tan temerosa, precavida a la vez.
No eres imperceptible,
sensorialmente visible.
Eres... solamente lo eres.
Anhelos, fragiles... tibios.


miércoles, septiembre 16

It just feels like it...

lunes, septiembre 14

Nils Carlsson.

I don´t wanna lie, I can´t tell the truth, it's over.
Immortal words, resounding in my head.
Well, i can´t spell it out,
it such an impossible situation.
So much to feel,
quite a few moments.
You´re there, reading at every word,
and even though, I know you understand the meaning of every single phrase,
you want to hear it.
I don´t want to say it,
I hate dreams coming true,
they end with everything,
there's no imagination left,
there's no sparkle,
no innocence,
no naivety.
Honestly, you are more than what you think you are,
your freshness it´s what I love the most,
i love your way... and all the outline.
I love your representation of simplicity.
And the way that I am freaking out in this moment.
So littlle, so significative.
Because I don´t wanna get to mature!
Means freedom all the way!
And... also for you.
Im sorry, but i can´t control this.
I just can ignore it, along with all around.
But why it has to so bad?
Isn´t it a daily story?
For me, the story of my life.
Oh yeah, I forgot the little omnipresent detail.
Her.
But it gets easy with time,
I promise this, I'll turn it, if you want to give me the space.
You're so important! That I don't know how you get there.
I miss you.
And you are not that special.
I just like you.

sábado, septiembre 12

You said blank.

Hoy y mañana,
tardaste.
Y te quiero ver.
Lo siento, tu y nomás tu.
Déjame.
¿Porqué jugar con tanta gracia?
Piensas, no piensas,
trato y contengo...
Ganas tengo de avalanzarme hacia ti.
Tomarte, arañarte y dejarte vacío.
No es conmigo, repito.
Tomar, dejar.
De nuevo, tu.
Pero cariño, no puedes negar lo bien que nuestros cuerpos encajan,
nuestras mentes divagan.
Permíteme, adentro y más adentro,
ha sido hasta donde tu has querido.

No otra vez,
simplemente voltear mi cabeza,
avanzar, no importar, no querer y no sentir.
¿Qué tan lejos? o ¿Qué tan cerca?
Hablame, dime, cuentame... informame.
Baila conmigo, solo como pretexto.

¿Piensas en ella?
Yo no.
Dime solo un poco.
Prometo... prometo...
Miento.
Dirigeme tu cuerpo,
direccionalo,
estremecete al ritmo mio,
Sígueme, anda.
No pares en este momento,
porque ¡Dios! Qué bien se siente.

¿Placer? Solo pídelo.
Te lo dare, vorázmente.
No te arrepentirás, satisfacción garantizada.
Tuyo, mi cuerpo. Solo pídelo.

¿Cariño? El más dulce que existe,
agrio para no empalgar.
Volar,
y regresar para que te des cuenta que es real
que no pierdas el piso.
Dejame quererte, y lo obtendrás en conjunto...
Despacio, más despacio...
te hablare oído.
y hare que entres en ese trance dormido...
donde todo se discipa y flota.

Yo puedo, creeme.
Solo quiero saber de qué se trata.
Sincero y honesto.

No te canses ahora,
disfruta de mi,
conmigo.
Como lo hago de ti.

domingo, septiembre 6

Long... longer.

You say,
I say...
maybe tomorrow,
but no.

Promises? Not again, please!
Believe me, i'm not lying.
But i took so much time to realize,
but now i'm into you,
sorry for taking longer than I should,
... you are not,
and didn't... at least not with me.

And im so anxious!
maybe, maybe...
it's not a permision,
it's just pleasure.

Blow my head,
im there, close...
don't look around, look at me!
Let me warm you
and make you smile all day long.

martes, septiembre 1

Good morning... yeah, whoever you are.

Where it supposed to be,
when it changed, whatever you can say...
speaking some...
but i stopped listening,

tell me all about it,
got the constant question,
but i wish i knew which is it...
keeping myself in wonder,

my new caffeine this morning,
im not spinning...
you don't have me spinning,
stiff.

Not juicy, not even close... tasting bitter.
Trapped? Don't know what you're saying.
Where's my little doll?
Am I just feeling the heat?

Dear; dearest... maybe too rushy.
Hey! i can't give you the blame.
I wanna hold it for me.
Something for me to think often.

Sounds in a wider space.
Mine.
But.
Sudden eyes waving up and down.

The street called me to step on it...
and not to walk by the side...
she wants my feet touching its ground.
even though they are too sloppy to hear 'em
when i marched my raisising race...
but no toward.

Pretty and beautiful... constants that i can't keep on my speech.
so omnipresent - taking the given blur.
and the story that you told me every night
before i went to bed...
i wanted to sleep, your voice on my ears.

It's a loving not there... just for the ride to my rutine.
Thanks... cause i love that i can keep a thank you smile...
when all the words are still stored on my head.