Now that this mind opens its windows to the subtle seduction of learning, I know ...
I screamed more as they whispered in my ear and wars do not warm me the way I like it.
That my goal in some hips is the same as living; always subject and excited.
That the desire dresses as a souvenir and always walks with a disposition to celebrate (I hope it is close and I dance with me).
That I am more afraid of the old than of the new but cowardice already has me in love.
That I have wise hands in that of "see with hands" and experienced eyes in that of "touch with the eyes" and more if it is about kissing.
That the curved leaf of a book seduces me, as much as a smile and that does not make me crazy.
That I like on my back, side and front but above all that they look at me standing up and this applies to falls.
That I would like chronologically about 5 years less and about 5 more nights in a parallel world.
That the conquest of an orgasm goes hand in hand with the pre-time to know their fears.
That the fears are on the other side of the taste and that if the desire is born, the wings are born.
I have a lot to learn but in the meantime, I have to seduce my mind and that of course takes a lot of lyrics;
Those of his name.
Those of a street.
Those of an old book.
And of which my nails have to translate on his back.
How exciting is knowledge!
©Catherine Silva- foto y edición propia