Inhabit me, penetrate me, let your be one with my your mouth enters my mouth your HEART enters mine until it explodes. Tear me apart, fall whole into my bowels, walk your hands in my hands, let your feet walk on my feet, burn me, burn me, fill me with your SWEETNESS, bathe me with your saliva, the palate, be in me like the wood is on the stick. That I can no longer like this with this burning thirst

Your feet of arched bone, your hard little feet. I know that they support you and that your sweet weight above them rises. Your waist and your breasts, the purple duplicate of your nipples, the box of your eyes that have just flown, your wide mouth of fruit, your red hair my little tower But I don't love your feet but because they walked on earth and on the wind and on the water, until they found me.

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How many times, love, I loved you without seeing you and perhaps without memory, without recognizing your gaze, without looking at you, centaura, In opposite regions, in a burning noon: You were just the aroma of the cereals that I love. Maybe I saw you, I guessed you passing by raising a glass in Angola, in the light of the June moon, or were you the waist of that guitar that I played in the darkness and it sounded like the boundless sea. I loved you without me knowing it, and I searched for your memory. I entered empty houses with a flashlight to steal your portrait. But I already knew what it was. Suddenly While you were with me I touched you and my life stopped: You were before my eyes, reigning over me, and you reign. Like a bonfire in the forests, fire is your kingdom.

Enciendo la noche con mi mirada, susurro deseos frente a la pantalla. No soy un sueño, soy tentación real, quédate conmigo… y deja el mundo atrás.

My legs is a crossroads in which the steps of the woman are the protagonists of all dreams; silent beauties; vertigo and calm… that “move like the pages of an open book”, that become haikus: “Your legs start moving. / Like a lapdog

Tus manos Tocando mis Rodillas; tus Labios, Chocando con Cada una de Mis Curvas. Tu Lengua a Oscuras en mi Cuerpo, sin Miedo a Caer en mi Ombligo, o a Perderse en el Fondo de mi Corazón.

Quiero ser, tu plácido cansancio, el que Despierta Tus Anhelos y Moja tus Deseos, el Amante Furtivo… tu Compañero Fiel.

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In the stillness of the starry night, your smile shines like golden light. Your eyes reflect a deep sea, where my soul finds its world. With each gentle and sincere word, my heart dances in the spring. In the murmur of the passing wind, I hear your name, my sweet hope. You are the whisper in my thoughts, an eternal poem, tender and slow. Under the moon, I confess to the sky, that in you, my love, I found my longing.

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A funny woman enjoys opportunities, takes the heat out of any matter, laughs at herself. An uncomplicated woman who, with her way of being, makes the rest feel good, capable of influencing the mood of others to improve it.

LITTLE BY LITTLE I AM REALIZING MYSELF AS A PERSON MATURATING AND UNDERSTANDING MORE ABOUT THE EXISTENCE OF THIS LIFE THIS WORLD WHERE THE SMALL THINGS AND ACTIONS WE SHOULD ENJOY THEM SUPPORT ME A LOT AND I GIVE YOU A LOT OF HAPPINESS THANK YOU MY LOVE

gestational love be placenta and irrigate you with fetal desire Your first puff, trapped in the lungs: molecular oxygen puddles Nipple dripping sweat, sweat that drains deformed heartbeats erupting on your inexperienced lips Be in you when you were not

No longer my heart restless the magical visions of other days. O homeland! oh home! oh sacred muses of mine!... Silence! Some are not, others deny me. The segments of the orchard no longer bend for me its purple ambrosias; and the rumor of other people's joys only melancholy echoes reach me. God made it so. The complaints, the reproach they are blindness. Happy is he who consults oracles higher than their owner! It is the traveling Old Age of the night; and while the earth is hidden from him, open up friend to your gaze the sky. Tick tock: @alexabdrasaenz914

I don't need to breathe because I breathe your air I don't need to dream because you are my dream, I don't need to speak because my words belong to you, I don't need to live because your love is my life❤

Recuerda Aquel inicio en que te Sentí para Mi por un Segundo Maldigo aquel Momento Porque lo Quiero Eterno. Maldigo Aquel momento Porque Quiero que Sea una Historia y no tan solo un Fragmento,

Te conoces a la perfección mis atajos…pero Siempre has sido de elegir el Camino más largo; de hacerme esperar, de Convulsionar mi Cuerpo Besándome desde el Final hasta el Principio de mis Piernas Nunca pensé que un incendio en mi piel sería tan Húmedo…nunca pensé que tendría tantas ganas de Quemarme.

Quiero ser, la Razón de Tu Sonrisa, el Remanso en la Tempestad, la Claridad en la Noche Obscura, el Desvelo de Tus Fantasías.