I'm sorry to see a nice meal get ruined over nonsense like left or right wing But it wasn't me that added fuel the flames were engulfing everything. You said you needed me to be tough it is just once a year, don't worry but I'm not hypocritical enough to smile and nod to the discourse of a tory. At my age one would be expected to excel at politeness and shake it off, stick to the "how do you do", ask about their love life, or lack thereof. I should try to put aside our differences, others come and go, when family stays and let's face it, it's Christmas, I could pretend it's just a phase. I am not sorry that I ruined this nice meal by raising my voice and being sarcastic, by defending those who are trying to heal from crossing the sea in a barely buoyant piece of plastic. I will continue to stand up for the vulnerable, sleeping out in the freezing rain while you seat on your high tower, comfortable, watching the world with disdain. As I drive away for the night exhausted from the phony social mix tears of rage blur the traffic lights. Only the privileged can afford to stay out of politics.
anticlimactic
I'd like to narrate how we stood under the night sky embraced by the cold air and the star light but as pen glides through paper, ready to start, words elude me, slip through my grasp. I'd like to describe how I held your hand, how I pulled you close, dared your lips, and grazed your arms, but resisted the urge to give in to desire. But that would disappoint every reader, who, expecting action and romance, sex, sweat and passion, would be left feeling empty, lacking progression, crescendo, or climax. I can't put into words what made it feel so intense what made my breathing go faster, what was I hoping would never end? What we did and didn't do, the specifics do not matter it's how I felt being with you, how it made everything better.
Déjame
Déjame recorrer tu mejilla con mis labios Besarte la oreja y morderte el cuello Déjame perderme entre estos brazos Que se aventuran a descubrir mi cuerpo. Déjame sentir el calor de tu aliento Al reposar tu cabeza en en mi hombro Dejemos que el tiempo pase lento Mientras nos ahogamos el uno en el otro. Déjame buscarte en la oscuridad mientras mi respiración se ralentiza Déjame dejarme llevar cuando desaparece nuestra prisa. Déjame quedarme un ratito más disfrutando del placer de tenerte no quiero volver a la realidad y a la incesante sed de volver a verte.
Love yourself
Challenge the mirror to a staring contest, even if it terrorizes you. I want you to find your beauty in everything you've lived through. Take all the things you learned to hate, your flaws, scars and bruises, study your body and before you look away take a deep breath and love all of it. Every flaw that you notice makes you who you are, it is all part of the puzzle that helped you get this far. Every mark in your arms and knees will remind you that you felt pain but also, that you can heal, that you will be okay. Every bruise on your thighs is what's left of a struggle that you managed to survive, despite every fall and stumble. Playing football in the park and that bike ride with your buddies, are all written in your scars and engraved in your body. I won't allow you to hate it so you should stop making excuses. Enjoy your body and accept it with your flaws, scars and bruises. All of these make you who you are so stop beating yourself up over it, you don't deserve any of that, start nourishing, loving, kissing every bit. All the pain that you caused by not loving your imperfections was only causing more flaws, bruises and scars every second.
what will we be?
Let me curl up in the space that exist between our fingers while I lose myself in you. I hope that it continues to exist even after we part ways and you become only a part of the story that I'll tell those who come after you.
Rape
Waking up with my jeans unbuttoned my shirt, disheveled my bra, unstrapped. no shower will make me feel clean again it is not my body anymore you made it yours without my consent.
Hug
Like swimming in the calm seawater while the warmth of the sun kisses my body. I let go of all I know and let the salt keep me afloat as the water moves to make way for my fingers, my arms, my head. The sea, like us, extends to the horizon, neverending. There's no hurry, no reason to leave, nobody is expecting us and nothing else exists.
Tiempo
El tiempo se alarga convirtiéndose los minutos en horas y los días en meses. Empieza a desaparecer de mi memoria el timbre de tu voz el color de tus ojos el roce de tus dedos. Decidió pararse desde la ultima vez que nos vimos hasta que nos volvamos a ver como si el mundo no quisiera girar si tu no estás a mi lado
itch
I'm anxiously waiting for a message but that's not really what I want even if I get it I'll remain unsatisfied. I don't need your TLC and I won't plead for more love I'm not wondering if you think of me I know you can't stop. What I need no device can provide. No message, vibration or light will manage to calm my angst. What I need is to be by your side once more challenging your mind seducing you with words losing myself in your embrace, like we did so many times before. I can't get enough of you.
Five minutes
I'm trying to find the exact words that I will use to persuade you that I am worth your time. we should get going so stop what you're doing: let me switch your paradigm. I'm thinking how I'd invite you to lull me into the calm of another of our talks whatever I say what I leave unsaid, will it give me what want? I won't give you less than perfect so if I earn some of your time I will try to do my best I know you're tied up but if you would like let's get away from the rest. The world around us will vanish and you'll only have eyes for me can I tempt you with that? It makes you afraid to know that one day you will have to say goodbye.
Love stories and robots 