I just got really sad. Every inch of me is feeling left behind like dust like fog like the air that does not longer count. But I know I am worthy maybe not right now. But I did matter and I will matter again… maybe just not right now. But I did and I will.…
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You Are Still Here ©
I lost you to the wind
to the air than came and went
within hours life did change
and in my heart, the cut I felt…
Bipolar is my heart the duality of life for you that left me hanging to free fall into your arms. Oh love! Once more How far can I go? For your surface is so rough yet your stillness is my home. By Carolina Gonzalez – (Carolina Portilla Garcés) #carolinaswords Frisco, TX. – November 4th, 2017…
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I could be seating next to you and listen to you breathe while my heart skips a bit just because you are near. By Carolina Gonzalez (Carolina Portilla Garcés) #carolinaswords Texas – 2017
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I don’t know how much I want you I don’t know if you will dare… But baby I just want to hold you, so you too can play this game. Come on closer, I can assure you, I will take you to fantasy land; a place where we can hide and find, surrender and freed…
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As the arousal of my nipples becomes a sign of my surrender, and your fingers the painting brush of my contentment, I can’t stop but wondering if all of this feeling is lust or love… wanting more or having it all? By Carolina Gonzalez (Carolina Portilla Garcés) #carolinaswords – 2016 – ©
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The sharp edges of your letters made my heart bleed and wonder: how come you said you loved me and now I had been left alone to ponder? By Carolina Gonzalez (Carolina Portilla Garcés) August 1st, 2016 © #carolinaswords
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Returning to your arms, expecting to be loved, gracefully wanting more, respectfully knowing there is only lost, endlessly hopping for more… Toxic interpretation of what I know. By Carolina Gonzalez (Carolina Portilla Garcés) July 2016 © #carolinaswords
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Slowly I slide my lips around your neck just to reach yours and kiss you while stopping us from telling the truth while stopping us from finding the reasons. By Carolina Gonzalez (Carolina Portilla Garcés) July 2016 © #carolinaswords
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The words Lovely and Lonely sound alike, and sometimes feel alike. Beauty exists in both, and abandonment lies at their core. As parallel energies they flow, as opposites they come and go. As you and me, you and I, both, Lovely and Lonely sound alike, and sometimes feel alike; but their intimacy shows them apart.…
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Tell me there is nothing more tell me there is only love. I will be happy with just us both enjoying and adoring our souls. But I know you won’t tell me so because you are now wondering all alone looking for fantasies in a different world the ones that provide your ego with endless…
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Do not mention my name and do not touch my hand as I stare at you and all that you are. Do not mention my name for you had chosen this path away from mine away from who I am. Do not touch my hand as I have not touched yours for a while for…
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