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Always present Sensuality:

You can sleep any time, may stay sitting on a sofa waiting for the body that was to have a coffee and never returned. Perhaps becoming meantime, go to the races around, make yourself invisible, ethereal skin is always sexy despite the time and the "gravity" freefall-read some parts of the body-drop suffered relentless humans, although we "inflemos" a little and not lust or desire, if not in body mass weight of the "metabolism that changed us" (what an excuse). Anyway, today my dear always dancing and sensuality, are addressed in these letters that you never wrote.

Ay! You're a word that smacks, to utter or write to thousands of images take possession of our minds and makes us greedy, in the wet lips or smile papando flies to a memory, a scent, a squint to remember moments magical and perhaps even to imagine what has happened to those who want everything to happen, having that feeling that there is something you have not lived, that has enjoyed only in fantasy, a metaphor in your empty bed on one side, occupied or in bed, but not wanting the other half.

be sensual is to enjoy the pleasures of the senses, so are a whole, are what we live and incites sexual desire, satisfaction of one of our primal needs and how we need to end to satisfy it, he feels that being infinite pleasure, instinct satisfied, knowing that after a while, "here a remark about the so-called" time "as time is so indefinite that time may be long or short, or eternal or until forever, you know-go, but after a while, I repeat, return an @ to feel the same desire to just satisfy.
I also want to say sensuality, I am very pleased to have name woman, because it precedes the article that sets your gender:.

Do you realize? we faced in duality, the ambiguity that many did not want, however you live in everyone regardless of gender or sexual orientation.

are a marvel, also brings us many times about the "street of bitterness" of desire, either by a touch, a look, a dream, a fantasy, a kiss, a hug that you cherished feel the heat that invades, wearing woman's name because you are female.

Maybe so, turn on so much passion and tenderness mixed in all that you can perceive through the senses of those who never branded as hedonistic, because it seems that the word is strong and labeled as something unhealthy, when the hedonistic lives and survives in each one, just enough to touch the key or right spot to jump. Sure, it includes a healthy sexuality, according to what each person wants to experience or live as adults, without taboos and brake the little word, NO, not given the opportunity to test whether or not the dish like offered. In the young, the discovery makes the life, the most fascinating speculation in the world, come to their ports.

The truth is that for few days I've been thinking a lot about you as well as feeling that life is too short and unpredictable, sometimes the hormones playing out for a walk thought the doors closed with four locks, and you have to live, what we have enjoyed living each moment that memory, the present and the senses alert and not leave us numb.

Yes, my dear Sensuality, suddenly, the body has returned to the couch, not with a coffee, perhaps with an empty cup to fill it with you.

I do not pay, why should it? In many of my letters never say goodbye in this, even less.

I embrace everything that can cover my arms.

Yo.

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Sensuality Letter Letter Letter of Gratitude

My ever loved Gratitude:

I am left alone at home, read a review of many comments written in many parts. In all or almost all "thank you", "grateful (o)", always a reliable word that the "feeling that compels us to estimate the benefit or favor that we have made or wanted to do, and to respond to it somehow. " (RAE). I carry it well, as is defined in the dictionary of the language of the English Royal Academy.

I know you know Gratitude, I have thousands of defects, I tend to be stubborn to the irrational when I feel I have reason and not show me otherwise, I can be "angry" when I feel wound, upset by the actions that hurt me to tears because of the other, I'm human in my gray sides and more so in blacks. But if there's something I recognize unequivocally is not false modesty, that I have you in me, as having the largest savings account in my life.

I am thankful for nature, I give thanks for everything and for nothing. Those who know me know that a God reward you always hanging from my lips, that I give infinite thanks to navigate, because there is nothing more rewarding than to acknowledge the well-received by small it may be.

Gratitude And today I thank each of my readers, each of my virtual friends and those I know of "view, treatment and communication", for every word, gesture, which fact and lightens the anguish in which I live.

today and perhaps tomorrow, when tomorrow comes, my thanks still tattooed on the public role and intangible, which is a page of a blog, but it arrives. I come to you to enter for the first time or returning forever to greet or find another letter ever written.

Thanks be to God for my belief, still continue and sustain those who have me as a tree sheltering, when I'm not planning more than a wisp in the wind without any port.

I thank those who called every day to know, who each day writes me a note yesterday, forgetting that before we said goodbye.

Gratitude Thank you for existing in the word and the feeling it gives me the opportunity to hug in the hug I give to each person who leaves me a bit of themselves in this mailbox written letters and never absent.

dismissal I never could.

I love you,

I

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this does not feel

Letter to the not feel

Strange recipient:

I reached the point where I do not know if I feel, because writing to not feel, is to write to anything that inhabits the body.

is write to the frustration, the helplessness, anguish or decrease the time in life was suddenly tasteless without spices, without looking at any part, not inside to hear the symphony chords of the soul.

I write and I write this I miss, vague limbo, lost in pain and living in the steppes of a distant hope.

My body hurts, every pore of my skin, every organ, every glance into the infinite that was just on the horizon that changes location every time I turn and yet the line is blurred and distant .

I write because I feel alienated in the midst of a maze with no way out, where there is no lamp to illuminate a joy in the midst of so much anguish and loneliness.

This letter never written, not feeling, is perhaps the greatest paradox that makes palpable the deepest feeling in the pit of my life.

While waiting for a miracle,

I .

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Hello! Letter to a call

Hello! Letter to a call


who called? Did
a blur,
two strokes, a gray cloud

that is gray and black,
a noise nuisance and constant?
or ... called the apathy of a sustained sadness
not handle any pain?

who called? Esmeralda

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Expected arrival and never call:

This letter is short, as short as desired and never heard ringing phone that rests on the table that holds .
is so short because of waiting, I took roots walking through the boundaries of my own labyrinth.
This Letter to the hope of consolation in time in the voice that is heard in the distance is as short as possible click closes all communication in the silence of space that separates us.
This letter does not make sense, as meaning not expect you to be different from what you insisted on being.

forgetting your existence, I bid you, with my pain and sorrow staring check again there are those who do not understand that "actions speak louder than words."

From you, I
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