harolrock
"If you come, for example, at four o'clock in the afternoon, from three o'clock I will start to be happy." Even if all I had was a brief moment of your presence, the eternity of the feeling and the indissoluble depth of the shared experience would never disappear within me. Just as sound reverberates, in waves, through infinity, the will that magnetizes us and is completed in the glow of our skin expands and becomes entangled quantumly in the great universe of possibilities. In the silence left between the words, there is the impeccable texture of a statement never made, but which sincerely emerges as easy laughter and the incessant exchange of warmth and glances. Even if I don't hold your hand, I feel the warmth and the invitation, I hear from within the enveloping plea for completeness. I get lost without ever wanting to find myself again. I leave myself in you as part of everything I was and now I continue to be surrounded by yours in my being. I let you take me and, finally, by your side, I enjoy the journey.
harolrock
The body, that weak physical instrument, is not capable of satisfactorily satisfying all the fantasies that the powerful and unlimited consciousness can conceive. In the plenitude of her immortality, she can delight in sexual fantasies for hours and days at a time, while the body, her poor carnal servant, can only satisfy them for a few seconds, never satisfactorily realizing her grandiose ambitions. In her presence, it becomes inevitable to see how infinite, multiple and unrealizable desires are. In the presence of your natural, spontaneous and delicate seduction, dreams multiply, just as the desire for touch vehemently deepens. Touching her and integrating with her is more than a mere desire; it is an imperative, a clear and categorical urgency. There is no way to resist its explicit magnetism, the art of its curves and the silent and sweet call that emanates, like a shy light, from its almond-shaped eyes. I would wait as long as it took for the fullness of its splendor.