I did not expect one day to publish these insights before 30,000 face-to-face viewers and 14,000 in which, in parallel with the feeds, they pass through this space monthly. But the turns of life and the last year have removed a series of prejudices from the table of what I would call conventional, so without further explanations that sound unnecessary, here it goes:
If I had to start with something, I would do it because of your immediate reaction to my gestures. I love knowing how you respond to the subtle rose of my fingers, while with one hand I hold your curved back and with the other I look for the buttons on the front, sometimes with the tips, sometimes with the nails, to surprise me with your answers that pierce my retinas and they filter in plaintive cries beginning at the brain and ending at the base of the hypothalamus.
But that's not all I appreciate about your company. It goes beyond that and boils down to the way I see the world from your eyes. It is in the secretion with which you show me where we have come, in the ease with which I find the way to voluntarily force myself to have you close and the delirium that it would mean not having you anymore. There is magic in all this, when I think of all those wasted years in an effort for the practical, for the fluidity with which I find the simplicity of life for your spark; for the tickles that you leave me in the stomach and those that you express with mine in your belly, every morning, every afternoon, every night, in the living room, in the car, in the kitchen, on the porch ... and even in the restaurant .
At one point it was difficult for me to understand your sensitive points, I even came to think that there would not be enough. However, after the roses hidden in the curves of your geometry, I was convinced that almost everything is in the key point of your front, right in the lower part. Whether you are in the reverse or conventional position, that's where the holistic meaning of this magic lies, with those little things that I have learned as I investigate, deepen and your response to changes not only in position.
In conclusion, I enjoy you is that halo of substance that you provoke when I see you, when I touch you, when I cover you, when I uncover you, when I connect you. With a simple touch you are there, recharged and connected even if I had not seen you all day. And to think that one day I despised your simplicity, the one that now inspires a romance that I hope will not diminish in the face of the kindnesses that you tell me about your sister and the subtle suggestions that you have given me at peak times; I don't know if because of the ecstasy or the real appreciation you have for your family.
It is exciting to have an iPad. We will attribute any misunderstanding to light reading or particular curiosity.
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For a moment I thought that the blog lost its meaning, it transported me to a cold night of mountain hotel in an old poem of anonymous author that I use to leave here to be remembered by music lovers on the iPad.
Complicit night ...
of everything ... for everything ... in everything ...
soaked in you ...
you are in my hands ...
in my lips…
in my eyes…
In my language…
on my breath ...
your smell…
Accomplices of a new way of loving ...
where they are carried away by the feeling ...
no restrictions…
unprejudiced…
without modesty ...
Two bodies in the delivery feel ...
are molded ...
they discover…
the furtive kiss learning it ...
but desire, love and excitement make you an expert ...
I want so much content for so long ...
that upon meeting that voragine explodes with a simple kiss ...
Your kisses…
Is there any better ones?
Soft…
tender ...
powerful…
powerful ...
intense ...
the excitement is born just by touching them ...
Exorbitant excitement
Which my mind abandons,
Impetuous I saw her
and I let it drag me into your body ...
Uncommon passion that awakens
your look ... your caresses ... your kisses ...
And the universe exploded
and only you and I were responsible ...
I did not leave ... you did not leave ... anchored you stayed in me.