saying goodbye to 08! (under the shower)

Now is the time to take a look back to yesterday. Once again, a year has passed by and I see how much I changed. change, change, change thanks to exist! I would probably get mad if I was not able to change, step by step, turning myself into that man I dreamt once. 08 has been, until now, the weirdest year to define; it seemed it would be a great year, living alone, learning from experience... but it was not exactly as I expected. I had everythingI ever wished for, but it was not the right moment for that. Nevertheless these lasts months have been the best in quite long time!!! So I can't help thinking this year wating round the corner will be plenty of more great surprises... 

anyway let's the moon decide for us.  Meanwhile I will keep on trying my best as if everyday was the first of my life. I wish you an exciting new year's eve!! And according to the stars 09 is the best year to fall in love so I wish you a year full full full of L.O.V.E!

We belong to the night

Mi paladar saborea sosegadamente un trago de vino cuyo sabor tinto redescubre el olor aterciopelado de nuestra piel minuciosamente bronceada. La noche empieza para nosotros. Reencuentros factibles, complicidades faciales, rubio metalizante, jeunesse dorée.

La noche se manifiesta impetuosa, infortuíta, imprevisible; atónitos e inocentes absorbimos cantidades poco verosímiles de líquidos traicioneros. Con su sonrisa destellante, el bailarín hizo una aparición sorpresa e iluminó el dancefloor con su acompañante, una pin-up de lo más popeyesco que decidió tras algun que otro consejo y la ingesta de varios licores, honrar al joven y alardeante público mostrando un vientre cuyas líneas dejaban entrever una feminidad gloriosa.

El son de los ochenta se hospeda entre dos capas de ésta nuestra piel, resistente y a la vez quebradiza - rosada, luminosa, pero sigilosamente delatante - y nuestros cuerpos se frotan desafiando las leyes del control. Mis ojos desvarían al observar los movimientos armoniosamente epilépticos del bailarín - que, con una luz blanca eterniza cada momento de la noche.

Imágenes de una amistad virgen, recuerdos borrosos de una espontánea juventud. Giros y malabarismos, estiramientos gimnásticos, vueltas inimaginables y coreografías sabiamente improvisadas.

En lo alto de la sala siguen latiendo esas piernas deseosas de deseo. Conversaciones irreales, sudor justificado, idioma añorado; el bailarín y la modista tuvieron la ocasión de atizar el recuerdo de una ciudad que nos aloca, que nos cicatriza el corazón "à jamais", mientras una melenísima rubia entregaba sensualemetne sus besos acolchados a un muchacho muy chanceux. Tinte negro, piel suave. Besos acaparadores, atrevidos. Manos sin disciplina. Homogeneidad eclécticamente bella. Retales que todavía reverberan en nuestras palpitantes cabezas.

luces de Barcelona, por Carlos Figueroa

Love comes quickly

These are strange days for someone like me, someone obsessed with youth, who is not able to find himself right now. Feeling like I don't belong, walking around, all alone, looking for this loneliness all the time, and thinking if that's the right thing to do. The need for freedom is too deep and I imagine myself soaring all over the world with my soul as a single colleague. Sometimes I'd just like to quit, so so far away but I wonder if there will be a place where I find myself. The thing is I'm not quite sure I will find myself in a place or even here inside of me, for many times I take advantage of this thing of mine to get out of a situation with someone who's maybe worth to know. From some months ago, I've been thinking I'm totally wrong and it could sound silly but yesterday while I was listening to "love comes quickly" I realized my suspects went on the right way. I couldn't believe it at all, it seemed they were singing directly to me, talking to me, about me..!

Sooner or later, this happens to everyone, to everyone,

You can live your life lonely, heavy as stone, live your life learning, and working alone.

Say this is all you want, but I don't believe that is true, cause when you least expect it, waiting round the corner for you

Love comes quickly, whatever you do

You can't stop falling.

 

Anyway, it's always nice to know somebody loves you and that's just what I'm trying to say. 

freddie or the weirdest sky