If someone ask me "what do you want?" I will always say your name

lunes, 19 de noviembre de 2012

The love is love, in all the ways.

Two girls. Lying down on the bed, one near to the other. You can not hear any noise, everything was in slilence. they look at each other. Their eyes met again and again, looks of shyness, of caress, and of course of love. Theis eyes expressed happiness but at the same time fear, happiness for stay together and fear because something bad happens and separate each other. their skin brushed the skin of the other. A small contact to greater happiness. they are more and more closer and in a flash their lips touched, in the same way if you touch softly a rouse, with the same sweetness. When they separated, they smiled and holded their hands. They were only alone in a room with four walls. The society will say that "this is not love" and I rectified that I only see two people in a room loving their and that, that is love too. 


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