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5. Masochists/Masoquistas
Inspired by/Inspirado por : ( Read more... ) -
V. Inconsciencia
Tatareaba una canción, golpeando suavemente con mis dedos en la curva de su espalda y sonreía como idiota.
Debido a nuestra fuerte sesión física, estaba en un estado de profunda inconsciencia y yo me aprovechaba para ser desinhibidamente goloso y egoísta. Estudiaba los diferentes matices de café en su cabello, mas oscuro en la raíz y un poco claro ( Read more... ) -
IV. Algodón de noche
Author’s note: Para Anabella.
Como música de fondo, escuchar:Kiwi
El sol brillaba con fuerza atraves de las persianas de tela azul turquí y mi cuerpo cansado advertía que eso era una señal para despertarse y salir de la cama, de una vez por todas.
Había ignorado la señal por cuatro días consecutivos.
Me dirigí al baño con las piernas pesándome igual ( Read more... ) -
6. Speed
You always drain me.
I only breathe, walk and speak because I ignore my thoughts of you.
Whenever I focus on you, I break.
And you hurt, so, so much.
I've lost many things...
I've lost pieces of me. Little fragments of my memory and who I used to be.
I've lost my heart, my innocence.
I've been empty at times, but none have torn me down as much as losing ( Read more... ) -
E. The result of idioacy,the chains of imagination, the price of vulnerability...
The uselessness of what isn't mine, the loss of purpose, the possesion of my reluctant mind...
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And if only we could pick out who we could love...I'd be in your arms and not on my own.
You'd be mine and my heart could finally be yours.
I wish I could say the words that eat me away, change their direction and send them your way.
Your ears are more ( Read more... ) -
II. Zipper
Llovía a cantaros
Llovía y Llovía
Y el calor era insoportable.
Los dos sudábamos pero no por las razones que hubiera preferido cuando estábamos a tan corta proximidad.
Sentía como la tela de mi blusón se pegaba a mi piel…una telaraña de goma gruesa.
El se recostaba en la pared, una rodilla doblada y la cabeza hechada hacia atras contra la puerta de un ( Read more... ) -
D. Accompanied Destruction/Destruccion en Conjunto
lj-music: Clocks- Coldplay
Only blood, skin, heat and pulse
InhaleExhaleInhaleExhale
Your lips and my teeth biting down. Hard.
Your strong grip on my every curve
Your body pressed on me and my back crushed against the bricks in the wall
The threat is there...thick, like drops of sweat; we'll be each other's end
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C. Watching...
I've been watching you closely...
every move that you make
All the things that you show to me, are getting harder to take...- Jack Savoretti
I watch you.
Silently marvelling in my ability to only see you, only hear you, only think you.
You're features become heightened, somehow brighter, more enticing, like special effects in a movie.
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5. Goodbye
I laughed trying to play off my emotions when all I really wanted to do was cry ( Read more... ) -
4. Forget
First of all, I just want to say that this completely and utterly private and I'm not really sure why I'm posting it here...but it doesn't matter. I'm sleepy and tired. Delirous and remembering. Opening up the box of pandora. Lol. Ok so well here go my memories ( Read more... )