Friday, December 03, 2010

Propuesta indecente

Quisiera hacerte una propuesta indecente, hacerte sonrojar y ver tu expresión de sorpresa, quiero hacerte sentir incómodo, acorralado, acosado, que no tengas mas  escapatoria que acceder a mis demandas y sucumbir ante mis deseos, quiero sentir el calor de tus abrazos, la humedad de tus labios, el olor de tu piel, la ternura de tus manos, el murmullo de tu aliento, la pasión de tus ojos, el peso de tu cuerpo, la firmeza de tu hombría...
...Gotas de sudor recorren por tu espalda...
Recordar así cuando existamos entrelazados, cuando nuestra alma, cuerpo, mente y espíritu sentían como uno; Maldito el momento aquel en el que nos toco separarnos y convertirnos en completos extraños enviados a sufrir esta difícil tarea de resistir la ultima tentación.


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Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Bed


As I lay here in my bed, 
memories come running to my head, 
I close my eyes, and I see you staring down at me, 
I sense your hand touching my face, 
and I can't help but wonder,
am I in your head as you are in mine, 
would you hear me, if I call out your name in the dark, 
and if I reach out my hand, would you feel it touch your face.
I must confess, I still dream of your bed....

Saturday, October 09, 2010

Galloping Thougths.

Driving on my way home the other night I realized the lack romance in my life, I miss it, I want it, I need it, and not so much because of the person but for the fact that it feels like nothing else in this world, all I am looking for is just a little romanticism, letting that special someone see through to the true, soft and delicate side of you, the touch of mystery and complicity that comes with it, that feeling that makes you surrender all your barriers, I miss that feeling that nothing else exits in this world but you and him.

Men have become indifferent and forgotten their sense of chivalry, women have become hard and no longer know what courtship means, so much that now sex seems like a ATM transaction, go to cashier, insert card, get money, take card, leave; They want it in, out, done with and bye bye; what did ever happen to endearment and flirting, we don't even try to look for affinity or compatibility any more, we no longer know the true meaning of intimacy and passion, so many songs in the name of love, so many cries for closeness, so many poems written to the moon on restless nights.


we all feel it, and dream of it, we are still longing to be looked at, to have ones hand held softly, caressed in ways that only that special some one would make you feel, so if we are all on the same page why is it so hard to find what are are looking for?...



Friday, September 17, 2010

From The Desk Of The Black Widow.




Restless nights under the moonlight
‎​


I look at the moon and wonder if she feels lonely at times;
So beautiful, yet so alone in her magnificence,
Does she know that she shines for the lonely ones,
‎​For the ones in love,
For the ones that wish,
For the ones that hope,
Does she know that she shines for us?

Wednesday, August 04, 2010

Song Of The Month

Illegal 


Who would have thought
That you could hurt me
The way you've done it?
So deliberate, so determined

And since you have been gone
I bite my nails for days and hours
And question my own questions on and on

So tell me now, tell me now
Why you're so far away
When I'm still so close

You don't even know the meaning of the words "I'm sorry"
You said you would love me until you die
And as far as I know you're still alive, baby
You don't even know the meaning of the words "I'm sorry"
I'm starting to believe it should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart

I tried so hard to be attentive
To all you wanted
Always supportive, always patient
What did I do wrong?
I'm wondering for days and hours
It's clear, it isn't here where you belong

Anyhow, anyhow
I wish you both all the best
I hope you get along

But you don't even know the meaning of the words "I'm sorry"
You said you would love me until you die
And as far as I know you're still alive, baby
You don't even know the meaning of the words "I'm sorry"
I'm starting to believe it should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart

You don't even know the meaning of the words "I'm sorry"
You said you would love me until you die
And as far as I know you're still alive, baby
You don't even know the meaning of the words "I'm sorry"
I'm starting to believe it should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart

Open heart
Open heart
It should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart

Open heart
Open heart
It should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart





Shakira (feat. Carlos Santana)

Buscando libertad

Estoy harta de las mentiras y los engaños; porque es que tienes que
salir por ahi, pretendiendo ser algo que no eres? haciendo que se
enamoran de ti y dejando corazones rotos por doquier, no entiendo como
duermes por las noches, no te basta con haber engañado a dos con cada
una y todas las demás por tantos años? debí haber sido mas fuerte,
pero tienes aquella habilidad de que no me importe ni tiempo ni espacio
cuando me hablas, la verdad debería darte vergüenza el volver tantos
corazones en piedra, y luego que, de que valen todas tu atenciones
toda tu ternura y toda tu pasión si al final dejas todo devastado si como 
hubiese pasado algun desastre natural, tienes razón no estaba lista,
no para esto, gracias por romperme el corazón, una segunda vez,
deber ser un rasgo de familia....

Morpheus

Here I lay within the arms of my beloved Morpheus,
dreaming of far realms where sunsets are covered by pink clouds 
and ancient lullabies are sang through the horizons, 
for slumber is thy precious jewel obtained by the offerings of human dreams 
to thy worshiped divinity who's arms i lay here within, 
my beloved Morpheus.....

Monday, June 28, 2010

Caged....



Shall i get away, fly from this invisible shackles that restrain me.....

...It would be a cruelty to cage a Phoenix,
saddle a Unicorn or clip a Dragon's wings,
all of which are wild, unique and above all
meant to be as free as the wind beneath their wings
or as the vast meadows beneath their feet...

...so why should you ask the same of me
who carries the will of the dragon,
portrays the grace of the unicorn,
and as irrepressible as the eternal phoenix,

I, for I reject you;
your golden imprisonment;
that which you may embellish with diamonds, rubies and pearls
but shall forever remain as a vile cage....



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As an artist, I feel the need to bring this to everyone's attention, the images I have posted on this blog belong all to their respective owners, I have no the intention to take credit for the work of those with excellent creativity, their use in this blog merely is to recreate or maybe relate to the text on each post which have their respective owners as well..... Enjoy.


Negante

Como artista, siento la necesidad de llevar esto a la atención de todos, las imágenes que he publicado en este blog pertenecen todos a sus respectivos propietarios, no tengo la intención de tomar el crédito por el trabajo de las personas con una excelente creatividad, su uso en este blog sólo es volver a crear o tal vez se relacionan con el texto en cada mensaje que tienen sus respectivos propietarios también ..... Disfrute.