Friday, August 22, 2008

Thermostat Noma Instruction



want to write for days. But the blank screen I think a sea impassable and words elude elusive.
need your arms. I feel you near. You light the fire in me. I imagine your body and I want to ride with my desire. I tangled my fingers in your chest. I would like feel your breath on my skin. I'm hungry for your touch.
I know: your world and mine are difficult to unite. And I know that reality is. Sometimes I feel an irrepressible passion and wish that I possessed unchecked, we could realize our fantasies (more mine than yours, honestly). Others, however, I feel scared and fled like cowards. On these occasions remind Sabina: "I believe that the desire to Sade the brakes feel terrible" and I know he's right. But I can not with me.
also acknowledge that there is much ratoneo, imagination, much to want it that way.
See? I am unable to spend much time with his feet on earth.
Many things changed this last time, and sometimes not even recognize myself. I'm trying to learn to live with all these new sensations that I can not fail to feel but not flooded and I know how to handle.
There are so many things I want to tell you! Maybe one day, face to face, to do so. But there is time, and I am of not trying to fulfill your dreams ...

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