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Hello friends, recently I was talking to my daughter, about how it is always said that women are dreamers and sometimes at least I, I have dreams that leave me confused when I wake up from them.

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Coincidentally this week I had one of those exhausting days that you think you never finish, everything comes together, washing, skinning etc. and when I managed to go to bed I felt I slept deeply, when at the moment I am in one of the most beautiful streets of Venice jjj well I say Venice because I was on a bridge, watching gondolas pass, when someone comes up to me and whispers in my ear, continuamos cariño, I look startled and see a handsome man.

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With all elegance he extends his hand and gives me a bouquet of flowers, very fragrant, I take it and feel his hands firmly around my waist, my body trembles but I accept it and he takes me to a nice coffee, I feel that I float the mixture of the aromas of the place, with its dim light and his gaze leave me speechless, everything happens in silence, I can only see at every moment those black and round eyes that wink, every time I bring the cup to my mouth.

I feel alive, happy, but between the two of us there are no words, only smiles and glances that speak more than a thousand words.
I feel all the seduction in the air and I let myself be carried away by him.

I feel all the seduction in the air and I let myself be carried away by him,who pulls back the chair and takes me by the hand,I feel in my hands his big and soft hands.

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I keep looking at those big eyes that attracted me,I keep walking all over the bridge,it seems endless,I walk and walk and I only see his big eyes and the warmth of his hands that I feel very tight to mine,it's a strange feeling,because I feel my heart is racing.

I see along the way some old friends who greet me from afar, and I am delighted with my walk and especially with my companion, whom I had never met but it was as if I had known him all my life.

When at the moment I'm standing in a room,frozen I want to move and I can't I know I'm dreaming,but it won't be real,when he starts to undress me,I want to stop him and I can't,his hands and his breathing convince me,he takes me to the bed where I turn around.

I make love with him all night long, his hands twist in my hair, I feel his caresses, his sweat, the weight of his body, I keep turning around until I fall off the bed, tangled in the sheets, only then I open my eyes, I realize I'm sweating and my pants, wet.

I run to the bathroom, my body is shaking, it is not possible, I look at myself in the mirror to see what is wrong with me, I open the room again and it is my room, when suddenly someone shouts at me from the kitchen, honey, I am bringing you your coffee. It's my husband, the love of my life who doesn't have black eyes and very rough hands from working hard, I just have to take a cold shower to come back to reality, still sitting in the bus and caressing my hands, I still feel it, so I look at the glass, maybe I'll see him again and I say to myself .....tonta you were just dreaming.

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Hola amigas,hace poco hablaba con mi hija,sobre como siempre se dice que las mujeres somos soñadoras y es que a veces al menos yo,tengo sueños que me dejan confusa al despertar de ellos.

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Casualmente esta semana tuve un dia agotador de esos que crees que no terminas nunca ,se te une todo lavar ,desollinar etc y cuando logro acostarme senti que dormi profundamente, cuando de momento estoy en una de las calles mas linda de venecia jjj bueno digo venecia porque estaba en un puente,mirando gondolas pasar,cuando alguien se me acerca y me susurra al oido,***continuamos cariño*** ,miro sobresaltada y veo un hombre apuesto.

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Con toda elegancia me extiende su mano,y me entrega un ramo de flores,muy perfumadas,la tomo y siento muy firme su manos bordeando mi cintura,mi cuerpo tiembla pero lo acepto y me lleva a un lindo café,siento que floto la mezcla de los aromas del lugar,con su luz tenue y su mirada me dejan sin palabras,todo ocurre en silencio,solo logro ver a cada rato esos ojos negros y redondos que hacen guiños,cada ves que llevo la taza a la boca.

Me siento viva,alegre,pero entre los dos no media palabra alguna solo sorisas y miradas que hablan más que mil palabras.

siento toda la seducción en el aire y me dejo llevar por él,que me retira la silla y me toma de la mano,senti en mi manos la suyas grandes y suaves.

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Sigo mirando esos ojos grandes por lo que me sentia atraida,sigo paseando todo el puente,este me parece interminable,camino y camino y solo veo susojos grandes y el calor de sus manos que la siento muy apretadas a las mias,es una sensación rara,porque siento que mi corazón esta acelerado.

Veo por el camino algunas antiguas amistadas que me saludan de lejos,y yo encantada de mi paseo y sobre todo del acompañante,quenunca habia conocido peroqueera como si lo conociera de todala vida.

cuando de momento estoy en una habitacion parada,congelada quiero moverme y no puedo se que estoy soñando,pero no será real,cuando comienza a desnudarme ,quiero detenerlo y no puedo,su manos y sus repiración me convence,me lleva a la cama donde doy vuelta.

Hago el amor con el toda la noche,sus manos se enroscan en mi pelo,siento sus caricias, su sudor,el peso de su cuerpo, sigo dando vueltas hasta que caigo de la cama,enredada entre las sabanas,solo asi abro los ojos,me doy cuenta que estoy sudando y mis pantalonetas,mojadas.

Corri para el baño el cuerpo me tiembla no es posible me miro al espejo a ver que pasa conmigo vuelvo abrir la habitación y si es mi cuarto,cuando de momento alguien me grita desde la cocina cariñoya te llevo el cafe.Es mi esposo,el amor de mi vida que no tiene los ojos negros y las manos bien aspera de trabajar duro solo me queda drme una ducha bien fria,para regresar a la realidad,todavia sentada en el omnibus y me acaricio las manos,yo lo sig sintiendo,por lo que miro al cristal, quizas lo vuelva a ver y me digo.....tonta solo soñabas.

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