Love and desire

Im yours

I really need you

I want you

Everything...

Little by little, I give everything I have to you.

You

You lift me up to the top of my sensations.

You make me wait unpaciently until the night comes.

You are a powerful fantasy.

You make me feel myself in your hands.


You make me explore new worlds.


You make me feel like a Queen.


...so take me where your imagination goes.



...because I'm thinking of you all thay long.



and although Im a little scared of these feelings...



I could not go away...




...because you make me so happy and I wanna make you happy too.


With only a few words you take me to heaven...


You really are very special to me...my fantasy, my friend and my little piece of happiness.

Upside down

Today I feel my bed empty. Lots of years together but today is the first night he's sleeping away from me. His job demands him a little travel to Madrid. Only for two nights...Two nights when the world will feel so strange to me, when nothing seems to feet and I'm upside down.
I guess is my fault because I travelled two times without him.

I hear my coacher's voice saying:
-Girl, you have to acostume to freedom, you both sometimes need to fly.-

And I say:
-Yeah, but that's nothing to do with missing him at night. Can't touch his skin or his hair. Can't give him a kiss. I didn't missed him when I was travelling with friends, but tonight I must sleep... alone-

In a mess

I'm in a mess. Confussion in my head, divided in two.
When I started this blog, my coacher suggested me to do it because of these reasons:

a)To practise my english. I force myself to write in a language I was forgetting and this helps me to find or remember lost vocabulary.

But sometimes I'd like to expand this blog to other languages, and now i don't know if i must do a multilingual blog (what means catalan, english, french, italian, spanish and maybe portuguese) that becames a lot of extra work and extra time. At least in spanish, but if i do that maybe i'll relax myself with the english practise.

b) To explore sensuality and the things i like. I chose sensual things and not sexual because there are a lot of sexual blogs of explicit content. I'm not against this blogs and sometimes I have readen heavy posts and visited heavy blogs but I wanted to do something different.

But now sometimes I found that i censure myself. For example: Nude people never show their "private parts" in this blog. Maybe is suggestive in extreme, maybe is so naïve.
¿Where is that i'm going and where do I wanna go? I feel a little confussion inside.

¿I wanna just talk? ¿I wanna find some excitement? ¿I wanna receive visits and comments or not? And if not...¿Why i make this public and registered in technorati? ¿What Im afraid of?
¿Why i'm too shy with sex? ¿Is it so important to me what people may think about me if they discover my sexual and sensual likes and dislikes? ¿Why are these themes so intimate always?

I need to analize my feelings with this blog deeply. For me is hard to continue this blog without knowing if I want to relax my limits but I'll keep on writing.

Dark guy

"I'm crazy. That's why we like each other. That's whay we understand each other."

"I'm young. I only wanna have sex with you. That's why at first all men treat you sweetly. When we all already get what we want, we desappear. We don't know how to love, but I have learnt to apreciate you as my friend, at least."

You'll never know, but even I miss you when I've got nobody to think of. Sex is an empty word, love is an empty word too. Company is the only relevant word. I will call you tomorrow...or maybe the day after tomorrow.

Lonely

Today I expected to be with you. But you have been sleeping all day long. You made me feel lonely, isolated. I don't wanna feel myself like this. Why are you doing this to me? Is this that you don't love me anymore?



Why is it that when we are together we only make sex? I can get your body but I can't get your soul. And that's why I don't like sex. Because sex with you is like a sweet lie. We don't talk, we don't look to each other like before.
I feel lonely while you ignore me. My heart aches.



Don't wanna be depressed. It's necessary to be strong. I wanna cry but i can't. Teardrops can't scape from my eyes. I feel sad.



I don't want you today. Leave me alone. Don't want to miss you. Don't want to love you. Just go away because you never speak to me...Days are running away and you don't know me, don't know my secrets. I have built a wall between us. One day will be to late. I won't stay here forever...and you still take me for granted.



Nobody told me that this things could happen living together. These are the tribulations of a married woman. Nobody can feel so lonely as me.



That's pathetic. I wonder how can you live so alone. How you stand solitude without a regret. How can we both live behind this walls and so apart.

On the neck

Today I visited Vlad's blog. I was greatly suprised reading his stories and I feel a little sad because he doesn't want to continue it. That stories reveals secret fantasies like a vampire transformed into fog in order to have sex with a girl, or a woman seducing another in the laydies toilet. Specially these kisses on the neck, this bites of love, this passion that surround the characters, i simply love it.

Today Im generous. I will reveal a vulnerable part of me. The right part side of my neck. It gets me mad when I've been kissed in that place.

Today...I'm not sure what happened today.

Sensual versus Sexual

I was thinking about sensuality and sexuality. I like sensual things, although I'm not interested in sex. Really! I feel that people don't understand me. I can talk about sex here if it's related to the post but...I'm not using this blog to get sex anyway with anyone. I'm interested in art, in music, in poetry, in cinema.

I don't put porn images because of the explicit content. This is not an adult blog. (I think so) Because of that nude people in photographs are sensual, but not sexual.
In fact, I'm not interested in sex. I thought this blog could help myself to increase a little my hungry for sex but it's no sense.
I have no sexual appetite in winter. It's so cold!

I thought about closing this blog but it will continue on while I have something to say or a photograph to share.
Sometimes I speak to much, and after all, it has no worth. Nobody seems to read it.
Maybe next time pictures will talk by itself and my mouth will be closed.

Universal

Music, love, sex, english language...universal stuff.

MY COACHER INTERVIEWS ME

-Why did you make a blog written in english, Irene?
-Why not? I mean..all the people around the world have the same universal feelings, we all look for love, tenderness and beauty. We like erotism because you can image sex with it. Is not showned, but suggested. This is a funny fact.
English language is one of the most spoken languages in the world. (After chinese and spanish, I think). English is universal, like erotism. Everybody can read it but you can enjoy the pictures if you can't understand a word. I wanted an universal blog, so I did it.
-Does your blog allows you to practise english?
-Of course...a lot of years have passed since I spoke with an english person.
I used to speak and write in english but now is not easy for me to remember vocabulary and grammar again. Its a good exercice for me.
-What else is this blog good for?
-When I work on it I find calm in a stressed day or I get fun in a boring day. This blog is also an experiment of creating something beautiful, trying to find the perfect photo and that kind of stuff.
-Why aren't you promoting your new blog?
-Should I ? Is not a secret. Eveybody can find it. Its only because I like to give my blogger friends a surprise.
-There's anything you would like to say to your future visitors?
-Blogger people around the world, maybe one day I'll receive your visits, but I don't care. I simply do it because I like to do it. That's all. Good night.

Choosing

Wich one do you prefer, the housewife or the warrior? Sometimes I feel i must be perfect and triying to be a superwoman. Maybe we could mix both creatures in one. But i can't be pasive and active at the same time. I prefer being a warrior.