I wasn’t looking for you. But then you came along and it’s like every moment I experienced love secondhand, finally made sense. Every song I heard about a lost lover, I clung to its melodies with bloody hands. Every story written about their missing piece, I finally understand. When you walked into my life with […]
Call the firefighters!
Monsieur, Well damn. That was an intense dream, one of the hottest. Not that it took place in the Sahara desert, no, not at all. The other type of "hot"… Those dreams are somehow torture — waking you up spontaneously when you get too horny. F' me, I'd have loved to see it all through, […]
His love
I can hear your voice as I walk with the winds whistle. Bending through the trees just to traverse with me. Dense in the air such is fog in deep autumn. Languorous yet flowing freely you speak and you sing to me. Through every branch, every whistle through the grass. Every bumbling bee that stumbles […]
Isn’t it curious, falling in love?
It seemed a normal day—groundhog like in its own way. My tasks, completed. My day nearing its end. Then you show up. With well wishes into the year and my life just began. Things started shifting, bending and evolving. I moved with the wind instead of letting it blow me. I spent my nights looking […]
Another night, another dream, but always you
Man, those tiny moans you let escape unknowingly the other day… They were delicious, they sent my mind wander to naughty places. And the whispering, can we talk about the whispering? Shit man that got me pretty good — and off guard. I wouldn't mind making this a usual thing… That could be our little […]
¡Dios mío!
Ay papi, Not sure if I manifested you, or if you manifested me, or if the universe just had us collide. But I don't believe in coincidences. Not sure what is the purpose, or the lesson, maybe you know? Or maybe you don't. Probably you don't know shit. You don't know that I'm the obsessive […]
A story about kites & leather or something idk I’ve never read it
My dears, I know my duality is a lot to handle. I'm the textbook definition of "it's complicated". I'm both a mellow marshmallow and a feral beast. You might find me listening 'Put your head on my shoulder' by Paul Anka on repeat, and next thing you know I'm daydreaming about wearing a leather choker […]
It’s been some days
Sir, I would be lying if I said I don't miss you. I know that it's silly, that I shouldn't. I just can't help it, I find myself having random thoughts of you first thing in the morning. But I'm not a liar. So if you'd ask me "did you miss me?" even jokingly I […]
