This song is a little bit too girly for me but I just can't keep singing the chorus!

Eyes.

I was looking through the glass, and I thought there was you and I.

Para extrañarte, mi amor.

Please.

I’m not trying to pressure you, I don’t want to have sex without mutual consent, and by the way, you have my consent.

Touching my self?

I got a few words for you, my darling baby.
It has been the best of all times,
the dazzle, the rough, the spoken mind in the night where our eyes can see through and beyond.
Where I disappear inside of your head an get lost in just one touch.
And be able to love you very much and find you one step head.
Hearts and everything else, because all can come.
The new and the excitement, never been more in love with life.
It's beautiful, isn't it?
Feels everything coming out and to expand in waves that I would never make come together again; to go wider and wider and to get to surround you and be moving along with clouds around your thighs.

Coming up and feeling my arms getting multiplied and just like hunger come after you.
Like that... coming more around that.

What I mean to say...

The beauty of love as it was meant to be...

This year...

What I'm about to explain.

All about love.

Sílabas.

Mientras nos rodeamos y cortejamos en un sin fin de preguntas y alegorías, tengo que decir que me decido a quedarme contigo; una tarde más, por un beso más, por un cerrar de ojos y un despertar.
Pretendo no conocerte, para quedarnos un rato más a tan solo contemplar.
Te quiero cantar, te quiero saborear, te quiero mostrar; un lugar y un palpitar.

Invisibilidad.

Mi aliento busca volar a traves de susurros para poder viajar por tus adentros y los canales angostos crezcan hacia la percepción hipnotizante de mis intenciones de caer hasta donde deja de doler y poder soborear la exitación que deja venir a ríos entre mis labios para ascender por el arco que hace mi espalda cuando mi cadera se altera.

To make love.

I want to remember you by one moment,
just one touch and one look.
I want to preserve you even though you I'm gonna be staring at you with a low light and a coffee breath.
Just for you to be around and to know how far and how much you're able to make.
So we're about to swim in to a density that I barely know but it keeps reciting to my ears in a tone that I can't refuse and my chest just flows towards that chant.
To stay for one night, to love whatever it's around and to hold on to your waist with my head back and my arms stretched.
An infinite spin, a life full of swirls* and I can hardly believe what it feels.
Just for you to know, there's still one word I can't say, but I can write; not define but to at least be closer to what I mean to describe what my body experiences when I'm close to your heart.

With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy? 

OSCAR WILDE

Just listen...

Tu canto de sirena es una atracción celeste que los ángeles se despluman para zambullirse al agua.

- V.

Moonwalking - Late Night Alumni.

A song for full day.

I want to shine on you, while we dance with our feet floating and falling in circles where the beats and the breathing makes the sound that makes us go up.
Looking for the starts, but you're hotter than the warm in a breeze day.
And I want to dream on you, digging beneath, between your chest, inside of your mouth, deeper in your eyes, wondering what's what I can not feel.
Suddenly with the sound trembling between my lips, the song start to take place.
My hands waving around your back and the light becomes a household for our cry.
Couldn't find a better way to stay, where time has no end, to don't pretend on anything else.

Morning thoughts.

Un té para dos.

Dejame llegar hasta abajo, donde las aguas calman y los lienzos se tiznan.
Quiero estar abajo en el fondo, acurrada en tu calor y así en movimientos certeros encontrar la divinidad prometida mientras tomamos un sorbo en la poesía.

Sugar, please.

Some sort of goodness.

Whenever you're very far from relax, give me the halo to weed you.
From the dryness of your lips to the deep of your lungs, I want to touch.
The redness of my cheeks under your charming chant.
Wonders of plenty notions; the green getting suppressed in the dawn, toasting with the poison that will never take you back from the atmosphere of my surrounding sky.
Roaming and purring around your legs, trying to kindly taste every part.
Every sense and everything else that I can't explain, anxious for just a piece of you.
Load up my chest and beware of my unstable desire.

Goldfrapp - Twist

Between kisses and questions.

Round and around, perceptive sense love insane.
Always aside, didn't know how to talk.
I was wondering about love and many things,
How would it fit? Perhaps I'm just being kind.
What to do I see... You constantly repeat,
the thing is that can not see; the type of blindness when it doesn't matter.
Hearts, breaths, drums, noises, strokes, soul.

Nada personal

Diciendo que sí.

Entonces me encontré admirandote desde lejos,
tus movimientos trascendetales que quedan marcados en mi contoneo.
La noche es joven y siento que ya no puedo esperar más.
Lo húmedo del ambiente entre tanto gris y siento brillar entre tus ojos,
sin encontrar algún sentido me gusta pensar que podemos rodar hasta que el último grano de arena desee bajar.
Y yo quiero bajar y nadar con en ese ronronear,
bajar y bajar hondo donde casi nadie se atreve a tocar.

"The fascination I experienced was probably very close to a certain kind of love." - Andy Warhol.

Para creer en paraísos artificiales.

Dusty and love.

So your kisses made me fall asleep,
all of this makes me wonder about many things.
I want it all whenever it comes to fall.
Youth that will never fade away,
because it feels like it's just has awaken my interest.

Anoche.

Y es que se siente despertar de una manera abrupta después de una noche de soñar con tus intenciones y profundidades. Los cafés, los cigarros y los interminables resollidos de nuestras respiraciones tras una interminable transferencia de ideas y contemplaciones.
Me pareció entender que solo me hace falta hacer. Todas esas actividades y recreaciones que me encantaría recorrer: de arriba abajo, de izquierda a derecha. Al derecho y al revés.
No se pide por favor pero si con fervor, mi corazón palpita y mi respiración se agita, aclaro mi garganta pero mi voz no estalla.
Sorbo tras sorbo, y yo quiero ir mas hondo; me es cada vez más cálido entre más te conosco.

Less talking

A night with the dark

Here to play with our hearts,
the music starts and my beat raises up.
Learning how to say and to maintain,
vocalizing and streaming down for your pants.
Monetizing the sound and lips start to get wet.
Dancing with the sun, climbing up on your chest
so the snakes teach me the way.
Slowly pressing myself to get wild
and the smog effect runs through my mind.
The darker space with the sparkles of light in your eyes.
The humid breath and the sweat following my veins.
Found my self in place were nature and love are solid components of one.
Looking throw pictures and the beauty that can only be appreciated standing close has orgasmic journeys with my eyes.

Prints and smoke.

Mix of lost posts:

Today:
One day, there was a blossom day.
I thought of many things.
It wasn't about me...

I don't like you, I guess...

Don't know why I put my self into test.

Word by word, minute by minute; wouldn't know what to answer.
No wonders, just hope.

1/25/11:
I found my self in a lonely place, where I could hear my thoughts again.

9/25/10:

It was all about survival,

How long? How much?

She was looking through the foggy window with the jar on her hands,

the floors were clean, the sweater was warm and the [...]

6/21/10

How is it when you start feeling the low?...

Cause tonight it feels like the fighting doesn't do anymore,

I'm not anxy or inspired...

The tears are not coming out, and still I feel like the air is not coming.

Too much sadness I guess.

3/30/10:

Esta noche, quiero llorar mucho.

Llorar hasta que el cuerpo se canse y los musculos faciales ya no sientan más.

Las contracciones y emociones se pierdan en un llanto eterno donde tan solo al final queden las lagrimas corriendo en una mirada perdida hacia la pared.

Esta noche, he caido en cuenta como mi persona ha decaido.

Como deje de ser yo.

Como me pesa haber dejado ir a esa niña que ha convertido su vida en todo un enredo de emociones y situaciones en las que solo nada en su cabeza sin saber como externar [...]

2/15/10:

I forgot how to love,

I forgot how it feels like to have that press on your chest.

I forgot how my heart beat and keeps asking for more.

There's something in the air...

there's something weak that doesn't lets me jump all the way.

Because I'm sure how I feel, I'm not denying it!

But there's something in your words.

The breath, the tense, the spell...

I WANT TO FEEL IT!

2/15/10:

The wind feels right up, in the top of the hill.

9/16/09:

Wow, I just can't put it in words.

Unimaginable, impossible to happen.

Never thought of it,

and it's so damn delicious!

Delicate.

Rising morning, not sleepy,

so exciting, kinky some of the times.

Can't believe it! So good to be true.