Archivo de la categoría: AIRE

I took the letters of the words you said to write the stories of my days ahead, I layed unconscious, yet aware of arrows aiming at my bed. I had a longing for a scent I loved, but would love … Sigue leyendo →

The memory of you, your Self, your selfishness, your awe, Your scent, your senses, your presence and your lips, The tears you’ve caused and the hurting you’ve owned- The birth of Litha, the season of the Sun- Announces time has concealed … Sigue leyendo →

Y si dijera que sí?  Cuánto tiempo pasaría para que tus colores dejaran de sorprenderme al verte desprevenida? Cuántas veces podría contarte una historia antes de que me detuvieras?  Cuántos años pasarían antes de que tu vida fuera la mía?  Pero sobre … Sigue leyendo →

Dull as your senses, sharp as my wit, the world collides with anger when by nature our natures meet. You think of your senses, you dream of your touch, no boundaries of arrogance, limitless lust . You look at the clouds when our four stars … Sigue leyendo →

I do not intend to keep your heart. It’s broken, torn, glued back together and broken back. Mine is too, maybe more. I wouldn’t mix the two, make one whole, our pieces won’t match. Keep your heart. I’ll keep mine. … Sigue leyendo →