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