Source   Two o'clock in the morning, I open my eyes in silence, my gaze is lost in the shadow of my room, I try to sleep, but your memories are so many, they come to me in a slow trot. I travel in time,

Source   I confess that I like you, I can no longer keep quiet, Your kisses are the nectar that sweetens my existence. On your skin my hands yearn to explore, And in your belly I want to consume my desires.

Source   Wanderer of verse, restless pen, Why can't you dream on your journey? Every poem in earthly life Brings its fancy, its own travail. Rest in dust, welcome the whisper, caress you long for and wait

Source   I would like to shout with the voice of a faithful lover That I love you, my love, with eternal passion. That I think of you always, with cruel longing, longing for your embrace that governs my

Source   There are moonless nights, days without burning sun, Rains that fall without forerunner clouds, Skies stripped of glittering stars, Moons that peep timidly, shining. Sunbeams that are barely

Source   I am looking for a true love without equal, willing to give me his whole soul, to decorate my hours with his spell, no matter if it's night or the first. Who will let himself be loved without

In this image I see what looks like a beautiful Asian princess, possibly Hindu, dressed in her gala costume and in the background some castles - a castle - contemplating the night through her window in

Source   If I could make a request now, any request of all the requests in the world, I would ask to relive those magical moments at grandma's house. Those days of endless laughter, delicious aromas and

Source   You and I, united in passion, drunk with pleasure, without reason. We drink ourselves with kisses, without ceasing, consuming hours in our sea. We smoke the night, like the last cigarette, in

Source   They asked me, and what is she like? I sighed, sketched a smile. And I just said, She, that's all! Pretty. Joyful. Passion. Desire. Tenderness. Lust. Wisdom. Kindness. Unveiling. Sin. Redemption...

Ésta es mi participación en el concurso Cuéntame una historia organizado por @freewritehouse. Les comparto el enlace del reto: Las palabras a utilizar en el texto son: Linea eléctrica, una balanza, el

Source   The everyday dances close to to the true joys of life, and becomes extraordinary If only we take the time to see in a new way. Like a great circle what was once extraordinary becomes ordinary

Source   I'm looking for someone to make me laugh out loud, to quench my craving for the wild and the funny, who will lead me to explore sarcasm with sharpness. Someone who understands my textual fantasies,

Source   Free as the air and the sun, you are a being of love and passion without equal. In you converge worlds of fantasy, where desires come true. Free as the air and the sun, you are fire in wondrous

Source   She has another side to her gaze, with the subtlety of an outstanding lady, and the perversion she hides in bed, different, at times, distant responds. Like no other she embraces with sweetness,

Source   In the cup of coffee I find my refuge, in every sip, a journey to paradise divine. Its essence mingles with the bittersweet aroma, a pact of love in each infinite sip. I'm addicted to you, like

Source   In the absence's early dawn, Each pore in my skin takes its toll, Seeking refuge, I long to be drawn. Into her heart's beats, I am drawn, Feeling her presence, heart and soul, In the absence's

Source   I'm dying slowly, agonising in silence, my body yearns for something vehemently. My longings devour the soul, eating away at every scrap of hope, as my heart pounds in my chest, like a drum in