Saludos de Dharma

lunes, 10 de enero de 2011

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A solas,
por segunda vez
palpé tus ojos,
confieso no haberme dado cuenta nunca
de tanta distinción,
de sus colores,
brillos anuncios de sus intensos enlaces.

Tus ojos no regalan paz,
entregan sed, ansias, inseguridad
tus ojos no son tan impuros como tú
tus ojos reflejan sudor,
muestran estampidas incautas de infidelidades
tu belleza interior y exterior,
también me demuestran tu pureza...

A partir de hoy
voy a mirar más seguido tus ojos
para nunca olvidarme de tu hermosura,
de tu hermosa forma de ser...

First Kiss
By Amelia

I would look into her eyes and see the fire burning inside, I can feel the heart from her body.

Pressing my lips against hers for just a spilt of a second, then pulling her closer to me. I place my tongue not inside but, gliding it teasingly, gently, across her bottom lip.

Inhaling our breaths & our tongues finally meet, tongues that slides smoothly against each other, tongues intertwine in a slow dance. My tongue starts to draw her into a rhythm of want and need.

My tongue devourers her, guiding her into the enigma that awaits her. Our tongues brings the forth of passion, fantasy, and esctasy. Filled with unknown pleasures. Words that need not to be spoken, only feelings, those feelings to be share through a kiss.