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Regalame dias llenos de risas y

desconocere el valor de la felicidad.

Regalame un amor de perfeccion y belleza,

y puede que nunca aprenda a amar.

Regalame un”si” a cada una de mis peticiones,

y pronto desconocere su valor real.

Brindame solo jardines llenos de flores,

con el tiempo las dejare de apreciar.

Dame un amor real, ambas partes del yin yang. 

Haronny Santos

An Open Soul (c)

  
Quiero recorrerte… Recorrerte de mil maneras, ninguna igual a la otra hasta aprenderme de memoria cada centímetro de tu piel. Que me salga natural tocarte en el lugar exacto para en un segundo tu fuego interno prender… una y otra vez. 

Quiero devorarte… Poco a poquito, degustarte despacito y embriagarme de pasión una y otra vez. Quiero perderme en tus brazos, hacer de tu boca mi refugio y que el calor de tu piel me enloquezca con la misma intensidad cada nuevo amanecer.
-H.S.

Find me @ouropensouls 

image by HesterTatnell

Tengo fe en ti, 

pues yo una vez fui alguien no tan sincera. 

Yo tambien jugue, heri, me alocaba noche tras noche 

sin nada sentir. Yo tambien fui libre, 

sin ataduras. Un ave volando entre cielos,

amando eternamente la luna. 

Yo tambien me fui fiel a mi misma sobre todas las cosas,

dejandome guiar por el deseo carnal.

Yo tambien he hecho derramar lagrimas de cristal

Tengo fe en ti.

Porque desarrolle raices, que ahora protejo

contra cualquier tempestad.

Porque aun sin necesidad, a otro ser voluntariamente

me he llegado a atar.

Porque nuestro cielo es mi libertad y alzo vuelo libremente.

Porque a tu lado puedo compartir la luna;

Amar la noche libremente.

Porque mi hambre carnal se satisface con tu piel.

Vivo hambrienta de tus besos,  de sentirte piel contra piel.

I’ve always had a love for taking pictures. Ever since I learned how to use a camera.

While I was in a relationship, I had two photo shoots and could not post the pics anywhere, because my boyfriend was such a control freak I could not use anything. I’m gonna post some of them here 🙂

Hello there, you wandering sheep. you lost soul who would entertain herself to avoid crying herself to sleep. Why are you worrying? Or not exactly worrying, but why are you nostalgic for something you know is better left behind. Not because someone else said so, or because each and every one of your confidents told you so, because to everyone else it was so obvious, but because deep down, deep inside yourself you knew it too. It was never real. She was always partly fake.

No matter how many years had passed since the day you girls decided to be best friends, or how many fights you had gone though and how many times you had made up, deep inside you knew that all those years did not really held as much importance as you wanted to give them. Perhaps you did so because you so badly craved for everyone to be wrong about her. Or maybe, just maybe, because you were too afraid to be alone… alone with yourself, alone with your broken mind, alone with your thoughts. In a point of your life in which you had no mental peace at all, and in which laughing seemed like the best and only escape, she was that, an escape that you foolishly confused with a friendship.

So, as hard as it is was to understand and accept this, some things are better left, simply left.

You’re happy.

You have peace now.

Real peace now.

Let go.  Enjoy.

Hoping peace continues to be with you,

You

I’m homesick for a place that never mattered,
that never really existed.
I’m nostalgic for words that held no meaning,
for moments consisting of empty smiles.
Longing for wonderful days of missleading actions
filled with the emptiness of words,
 
of words that mattered the most.
Filled with actions with no meaning to our souls.
I’m homesick for a place of laughter,
 
that made our insides feel empty.
I’m homesick for the road that led
Into your pit of snakes.
I’m homesick for you, my unreal friend,
and everything that hides behind that meaning.