miércoles, 24 de diciembre de 2014

Hello Stranger...!!!

Hello stranger!
Is this you? 
cause i´ve been waiting for so long...

I cannot control myself.
just to smell the parfum of your body
makes me trembling with desire.

A drop of passion goes along my neck
and goes down to my hot belly
feeling so wet very deep inside...

Wishing you to take me 
to hurt me with love
shaking my hips with your own music

Pull my hair down
draw a smile in my breast
make a draft of your craziness on me

And tell me, stranger!
why don´t you take me now?
i´m crazy of love... 

viernes, 12 de diciembre de 2014


Why do i have the sensation that i´m asking for permission all the time?
I also feel like i´m begging you to see me, to appreciate me.

There´s nothing but an emptiness between us.
You say we are friends by now but you just don´t think of me at all.
It´s so frustated for me to hear lies going out of your mouth. You sing lies and it seems to be that your whole life is a lie too because you can not stop lying.

I´m tired of everything, Tired of me cause i´m not able to just let you go.
Custom resulted to be stronger than love.

And happened that we didn´t see each other for three weeks and days
I did everything i was asked to do. I also went out with my friends but all the time you were there with me.
I missed you so much!
And i missed yo so much now!
Cause you are near but feels you far always.

How could you forget about me?
How could you just go and leave me without saying anything?

Must be very stupid for keeping thinking of you.
Must be very stupid for keeping waiting something that never arrives.

martes, 9 de diciembre de 2014

Aquí y al otro lado

La imagen de su persona yace inerte al otro lado del mundo.
Veo su foto y mi boca se frunce y se pone de lado... 
y es inevitable cada vez estamos más lejos!

No es necesario fingir.
Tu luces "allí" inerte pero feliz.
Y yo luzco "aquí" con gran dinamismo e infeliz 

Por estar completamente incompleta
Porque un número primo no es primo sin su par.
Porque el Yang está solo sin su Ying.

Porque su luz prefiere a mi oscuridad
(y viceversa)
sólo que se ha retenido en un tiempo islandés de corte grandioso
seis meses que se tornan seis años con sus meses y sus días

Y al igual que el sol, espero que gires
que el universo conspire y el destino nos junte.
Nos junte otra vez.