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Yes, my hesitation cost so much
Your wordless message
My failure to act
Courage insufficient
to our needs, our desires
Decades later
we met again
It was too late
Your wordless message
My failure to act
Courage insufficient
to our needs, our desires
Decades later
we met again
It was too late
Literature
Rombos
por Romy Lara
El aire gélido se coló en la habitación y alborotó los papeles minuciosamente acomodados en el escritorio. Tronándose los nudillos de la mano izquierda, Julio se incorporó y cerró la ventana de un golpe. Afuera el cielo se caía pedazo por pedazo. Reacomodó el desorden que se había hecho en su mesa de trabajo, colocando cada documento en su lugar: los de etiqueta amarilla en la carpeta amarilla, los marcados con verde en la papeleta verde y así consecutivamente con cuatro colores más.
Procedió a sacar un cuaderno de portadas negras de su
Literature
Yours
Yours
Make me
Groan with delight
Hold tight my fantasy
Fight against all the shackles
Keep me balanced, the room's spinning
We forsake all others, forsake ourselves too
While sating our thirst, while feeding our hungers
We tie up loose ends around each other's collarbones
By breaking bones and rules and taking everything for granted
Can't stop hiding the images behind my eyes and memorizing them
Swirling the lust around, a wine taster savoring intimate flavors
Floating on blues and greens, absorbing your sensuality too
Bodies intertwined, come down from above my frame
Fasten your mouth to mine, breathing tandem
Pressed together, it's urgent
Literature
Idols
“She had everything you could ever want, and yet she let it all go up in flames.
“She won hundreds of awards for her flights, and she’d tell so many stories from all the places she’d been; places you could only dream about going: Africa, Paris, London, Australian, you name it; she’d been there. She was this shining heroine in the Aviation industry dominated by men. But everything went downhill one flight.
“The turbulence was extra strong, or so they say. The plane was going down. She tried to call for help, but no one answered. It was her, one other passenger, and one parachute. She knew what she had to d
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I was just having thoughts the other day about things almost NOT happening.
Skin of the teeth ... damn painful even if left untouched.
Skin of the teeth ... damn painful even if left untouched.