I can still hear his voice in the back of my head, “You will never be great!” Stumbling, I’d find my way back to my room and write my tears away. This was day after day.
It was rebellion, I was more than a little trophy he could show off to his friends. It was emotion, I haven’t seen you in two weeks, would you care to please be there? It was disgusting. Time after time evolving on words that hurt like stone. Oh such, such a fragile soul.
It was my childhood. A golden cage, a broken armor. Birds chirping, parents arguing in the background. A fire gun.
I refuse to bitch about it like a victim of my fate. Smile for life, Baby, Simply look the other way.
Had seen it all, or so I thought. Then ran into your beautiful smile
Pearly white, radiant… Paired with a sad, thoughtful pair of eyes.
Lost and shallow, as if your soul were hollow
Seemed lost in despair.
Body present, but heart wasn’t there.
Compelled, couldn’t resist looking at you.
Embellished with sunshine, such an splendid view.
Slowly, but surely I found my way into your heart.
Flowers blooming in concrete walls, merely the start.
Eyes now vivid and joyful, smile now filled with life.
Oh, how perfect timing would change the rest of our lives. ♥
What has been stopping you?
You feel the strain of hands choking your neck
But seems you can’t let go.
What has been feeding it?
Such a scaredy cat for change,
Once such a believer
She did not know what to do, caught up in between the lines.
Silk dress, stilettos, and a glass of wine.
Her self-esteem, once beaten down and crumbled by one she once so wrongly loved is rising from the ashes as she sees herself captivate like magic and wonders what it is they saw. #SelfLove
” Un Alma Abierta”~Entre Latidos y suspiros
por Haronny Santos ~
Sus deseos para mí son órdenes y él no lo sabe. Su aura me cautiva, envuelve, me atrapa… saca y trabaja la sumisa que hay en mi, mirada que pide a gritos tiernos que “abuses” de mi.
Sin advertencia me transporta a aquel momento que compartimos una vez. Nace el sol, yo su muñeca él mi bebé.
Desciendo en él mientras rayos de sol
besan mi esbelta silueta,
sus manos acarician dulcemente
mi espalda descubierta…
Como mosca al fuego
Al mis ojos dar con él.
Un sorbo de Opus One,
My numb soul craves you and the tickles down my spine with a single gaze. As a Phoenix, crave the fire that consumes me, engulfs me, rebuilds me, and somehow consoles me.
I crave the boiling point your eyes have become, burning my skin down to my soul.
Enchanted by lust I wonder blindly towards paths unknown, surrendering to your charm, hopelessly and willingly, fueled by your tender touch, so deliciously forbidden