She sleeps awake with her caresses.
He longs to find her in his mornings.
She cannot stop thinking about him, day and night.
He knows he will hurt her.
He wants her to be his territory, to suck the cold from her body, to keep her warm.
She wants to stay in his arms because there she is small and fears nothing.
They want to laugh together because that moment is theirs and no one else's.
He searches for her, to engrave her on his retina.
He consumes her smile; it's his favorite drug.
He melts in her embrace; he knows he needs her.
The fire dwindles due to fear of danger.
She imagines his hands on her body; she always feels like fire.
She wants to be kissed, for her lips to travel over her body.
She wants him not to fear burning.
She wants to suffer, even if she doesn't admit it.
They fear time and life.
It's true; they don't dare.
Storms of tongues and bodies nest in them.
She trembles when he approaches, passion consumes her when he looks at her.
His eyes penetrate her, and her being becomes moist when he whispers in her ear.
She wants what he wants to give her.
Although she doesn't know that he already belongs to her.
She is a body ready to feel the stings of his lies.
She wants him to tattoo days on her body.
She wants to feel under his warm body.
The scars will look beautiful when life passes.
Hours pass, days pass, afternoons expire.
He returns home impregnated with her company, forgetting her for moments within his routine.
She looks out the window, and her ghosts return to conquest.
Her fear is deep; it paralyzes her.
She wants to kiss him and say meanly: It doesn't matter to me our families, I don't want to die without feeling you're mine in this life
He longs to find her in his mornings.
She cannot stop thinking about him, day and night.
He knows he will hurt her.
He wants her to be his territory, to suck the cold from her body, to keep her warm.
She wants to stay in his arms because there she is small and fears nothing.
They want to laugh together because that moment is theirs and no one else's.
He searches for her, to engrave her on his retina.
He consumes her smile; it's his favorite drug.
He melts in her embrace; he knows he needs her.
The fire dwindles due to fear of danger.
She imagines his hands on her body; she always feels like fire.
She wants to be kissed, for her lips to travel over her body.
She wants him not to fear burning.
She wants to suffer, even if she doesn't admit it.
They fear time and life.
It's true; they don't dare.
Storms of tongues and bodies nest in them.
She trembles when he approaches, passion consumes her when he looks at her.
His eyes penetrate her, and her being becomes moist when he whispers in her ear.
She wants what he wants to give her.
Although she doesn't know that he already belongs to her.
She is a body ready to feel the stings of his lies.
She wants him to tattoo days on her body.
She wants to feel under his warm body.
The scars will look beautiful when life passes.
Hours pass, days pass, afternoons expire.
He returns home impregnated with her company, forgetting her for moments within his routine.
She looks out the window, and her ghosts return to conquest.
Her fear is deep; it paralyzes her.
She wants to kiss him and say meanly: It doesn't matter to me our families, I don't want to die without feeling you're mine in this life
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Muy bueno amiga.... me encantó!!!
Me quedo con esta frase:
Le temen al tiempo y a la vida.
Es verdad, no se animan.
Anidan en ellos tormentas feroces de lenguas y cuerpos.
Hermoso!
SIEMPRE UN LUJO PASAR POR SUS APORTES!! 👍 👍
Me encanto!
Gracias por compartir
Bienvenido!!!
besos Misko