Soul Mates

Just a couple months since we met, like two air streams with different courses, and at that very moment they decide to follow their paths together. We know that together are amazing, united by love we are invincible, merged into passionate kisses no one can break us apart. And there’s nothing else for egotistical forces that just to observe our joy and gratitude for this life we're just beginning ... our story is written with passion.

Optimistic waiting for your call every day, several times a day, even now I'm waiting for you to get back from your brief stint in the air and decide to call so we can hear each other for hours, because we still do not have the luck to be physically present in the same space. Space that will witness avalanches of hugs and caresses of all kinds. I will flood you with kisses on your beautiful neck... I do not know how you will do to keep me away from this beauty...maybe just by letting me go down your body, drawing your curves and contour with my tongue, my lips. That space will know that there was released the most intense battles, your body against mine...battle that ended in a hug releasing purity drops, eroticism drops, infinite love.

Vividly open your eyes at times to connect with mine...I already watch you for some time, and it is difficult to escape the hypnosis of your sensual, innocent, seductive movements…without wanting to be. Could contemplate you for hours and hours, until time whip me fiercely and make me take the long awaited trip, felt in deep...that trip that hopefully will not end soon, but if this happens, we have our lives ahead to make it a thousand times more. Passengers without tickets from judgmental eyes that we closed without fear, only by showing what we know how to do, what we want to do to each other, again and again...hold me cause I'm on your side, and I am not leaving from the most precious home I start to build.

Eager trembling hands touching you completely…you kissing my fingers, with your tongue my shoulders... and I slide through your back to reach its end, to begin that massage that you will enjoy so much, I promise. That beauty of legs you have, and my hands have the privilege to stroke them, by the contour, and even more by the inside of your thighs, very intensely, until I get to that point where they join and the paradise begins, my cherished paradise.

Unbelievable sensations, smelling your body, from top to bottom, from the outside in, taking all the time necessary in each season of this exquisite trip, I fall in love more and more simply because you exist beside me, and transport me to the world I was waiting for so long, perhaps even before I was born as who I am now. That world where we can live without time, your world...our world. We will inhabit that world where the Universe and Nature will be proud of their beautiful creation, what a great couple they have formed…and couple in our eyes, because in the eyes of the Creators we are already merged as one...each with their qualities, but united in one body, a fusion of souls...soul mates.

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Apparition

Sometimes you wander in my dreams, run away when we seem to be close, or is it your roam my real grief, the suffering for my unexpected loss. Perhaps the dream is not such, and your distance is different, not away from reality, in what I desire to be my fantasy, when I awake ...

With more practice I could reach you, and believe me I will do it, 

though the moment remains uncertain, anxious, furious...

I hope to notice the life that still chugs in the ashes, my ground wire, wet sands, our entrenched ways...

It is still difficult to understand the reason of your constant apparition, a remnant of scattered, random, memories would be more sane. Need for permanent connection, it may be your answer to the hundreds of questions that blew the doors of the soul... yet...

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Those Eyes In My Dreams

And once again, your eyes opened in my dreams, waking me from reality, or at least what I think that was...your face remains blurry, your glance keeps calling me, and I just follow them, like I'm hypnotized, like I'm floating...

When the oceans were painted from above, droplets spilled to form what your eyes are today, those I see in my dreams, where I hope to drown someday, not expecting to be saved, unless that salvation requires a gentle awakening by the touch of your lips...

Maybe I've seen you already, cause the feeling is there everyday, searching for those stranger's eyes that try to guide me somewhere I still don't know. Persistent is the feeling while I think I'm awake, sometimes I think I see you everywhere...I'll just wait to be sure, or to catch you on my dreams...maybe is better to know you're just there...for me, than out there for someone else.

So I still can't picture your face, not even a little bit...but what keeps me wondering, even if this is not real, is why the sad look? I guess that's the strongest reason why I keep following you while dreaming (and searching for you while awake), cause I can't imagine someone causing you pain, not to those eyes, not to that tender presence so privileged to be able to look through them every day.

I really hope I can get closer to you today, or tomorrow, whether in my dreams or in "real" life, so I can dry your tears, that never should've fallen, wrap you in my arms and never let you go, not again.

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