Wednesday, July 26, 2006

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Game


Way through a hesitant absolute dark, waving my hands trying to grab something to lean on, something which I mean not only what I see is emptiness, what I feel ... I'm moving, sometimes in circles, sometimes straight, who cares, in the blackness is the same here as there, the distance becomes meaningless, colors, shapes, textures, time, is it beauty?. Only thing is still alive I can feel, I can hear, I can smell ... but I've noticed that in spite of everything I'm alive, I'm sorry, I hear the sound of my heart, like the saliva in my mouth, I recognize the smell of my skin, the shapes of my body ... I am more than I can see, I'm over it that others can see: "Oh! I want to be naive because I felt more than seen, feel my love, feel me, for there lies, as clear as water, my truth " in the dark ... I see no borders, the darkness is infinite, around me, through me, makes me part of it. Every minute is like a journey, a discovery, I find that I look for support outside, outside my no poles, no walls, no stones, ballast and the supports are manufactured me me me life fabricate me ... I am what I do for me in the dark but I am who I am, I am not what I want to be, I'm just, that's the key, my key ... I confine myself to be just that ... life is not a competition for me is an opportunity to learn to be to be from within. I am my respect, my point of departure and arrival ... I am what I am, now I understand ... the ironies of life in the dark has learned to see ... now, finally, open your eyes forever. A voice inside me whispers: "close your eyes and learn, close your eyes and live, close your eyes and see" .

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Old Farts And Small Tarts

closed his eyes back to the world of sex


I support peaceful and sleeping on my bed and looking through the window breathing deeply the pleasant smell that reaches me from the chimney a bakery, I find myself with gratitude when I discovered the blue sky dotted with fluffy white clouds, I delight when I feel the coolness of the gentle summer breeze caressing my face and the warm heat of the sun warming my body ... down in the street, people come and go without apparent destination, the cars move the road full of colors, and the pigeons and seagulls hovering between shingles, attics and the projections of the windows ... is what I see is my little true ... but the truth, true reality is different, the world is in chaos, in anarchy ... people are dying to believe, die for not believing, dies by mistake, dying to feel and want to live ... die for love, die in pain, dying to defend, to follow, for insisting ... die by the mere fact of being where we should not ... sometimes to die but remain alive ... I think of all that, and then, without knowing very clearly because I retreat back into my little world, that I can see through the window.

Sunday, July 16, 2006

Panties Peeking Over Jeans




His hands ran through my body, first his hands and then, then was it. Every inch of her skin, the skin touched mine, I caused a different feeling, one by one every second was enriched by the following, each vibrating hair charged with the energy provided from each one of his pores. I waved, I was stunned, I was undergoing, and it was not me who was driving, I could not pretend he did not want, now I was getting carried away ... So I opened my mouth and felt her wetness, taste flooded every corner of my mouth, playing with his tongue and all vapors inhaled. Breathing hard, my heart throbbed between my legs and pounding the summary of all my desire, flushed skin, tight blood, multiplied sensitivity, passion turned into flesh ... I knew I was headed for an abyss at any moment fall into him, but he wanted ... he wanted to get to the end, wished to operate as a star when he arrived end of his life, wanted to deliver in a second synthesis of my life, I wanted to die for a moment to yell at her sex all the love I felt ... and I fell.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Read Online Letters To Penthouse

Dark Beloved solitude


Sometimes you step forward and, without ever knowing it, you feel you fall off a cliff deep, dark, dreary, dead-end. That's just what I feel today. At first everything was anguish, my heart throbbed and my pores exuded a cold sweat, now that I have been falling for several hours I used to empty. Beginning to wander, my mind then decides to join me in the fall. Life hurts me, hurts me, hurts me, I've lived a given within a reality that is beyond me, reality is not my site, I feel strange, do not belong to today, not to yesterday, not tomorrow, not belong to this world, have always been a passenger on a train aimless sick by the evils of a frivolous and selfish society. I look up expecting to see a hand that I hold, I look calm, a breath encourage me, but I'm falling, I'm down, I rush in absolute solitude and all I see, all I can see is dark ... I'm getting used to empty, I'm getting used to die, after all I'm dying from the day I was born ... do not give me courage, give me no comfort, no need your sorrow and your mercy, did not need your pity or your good intentions, just needed a place to dream and someone who wanted to share it with me, just needed a place, my place, my world that never was, never will ... I keep falling, not is how much longer, now just close my eyes and wait, wait for everything to end, my heart was not agitated, my mind is calmer, I have nothing else to do, I'm used to empty.

Sunday, July 9, 2006

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For a friend ...


came into my life in the form of a wonderful chance, as with everything ends agujereándote soul. You become so importantly, it means so much to me, that does not exist in my life not one day when my thoughts do not appear, you, your eyes, your eyes, that look that makes my sorrow into joy, that fill my life with magic, soothes my worries and calm my fears ... that look that shows, which softens and comforts that tender look of yours ... I have been stuck in heart, which has become for me in that magical wardrobe which I always came because you do not I have never denied entry ... I have only to look at you to start dreaming ... if everyone could see in them what I see!, I hope you never lose their shine, do not let go, do not allow.

I care about you and you know, I know that I care because it hurts when you get hurt, because I breathe the air you breathe, for I have come to know as much as myself ... is that I care because you think you feel alone, because I hear your voice to remind you, because I can feel what your heart feels, because your shadow and mine look like one, and because each time your heart bleeds do mine twice.

As I write this letter with tears falling from my eyes, they are sad, are happy, do not worry, I am reminded that life is worth, it's worth feeling, it's worth waking up every morning, I remember that I have you by my side and you'll always ...

know what I am, I know how hard it is to verbalize what I feel, today I let my hands speak for me, today I have stopped many things that keep me inside and I had decided to give you what best to do that is writing, at last, after all, in everything I write there is always a little bit about yourself, what you have taught me.

abrasaría If I could I with all my strength and will pull you do not ever ... I hope some day to come into your dreams while you sleep and live with one of these fantastic adventures that sometimes you tell me ... hopefully one day we can sit on a bench in front of the sea \u200b\u200band remember our adventure together, I want to all my heart ... thanks for making me feel all this, I love you I love you a billion times.