|I write poetry for all the women out there. Instagram @nachobandoni|
You are the chaos, happiness, peace of mind, and painful love in my heart all at once.
My daily ritual
in quiet contemplation of you
was my mind’s survival.
Do you know why love is blind?
Because we don’t love bodies, we don’t love what we can see.
We love what we can feel.
We fall in love spontaneously with that sense of feeling,
of genuine care.
We love real people, from their inside and if we don’t see, we feel.
And even though I'm unsure about most things in life,
I know that I love you and will continue to love you forever.
you are my heaven on earth.
into the deepest
those that create them.
I steal you a kiss.
Those who do not know if I'll see you again.
Those that leave you wanting for more.
Now we became in a trio. You, me and your memory.
Why can’t we be together?
- Because we’re different.
A puzzle it’s not completed with equal pieces.
Be who You are
and say what you feel
those who mind
and those who matter
After eye contact
she bites her lower lip
igniting a rampant entrance
to our endless passion...
in to the melody
of your voice.
that I am not allowed to speak.
Your mouth is my eternal
and my lips live around
a drowned scream
that hides inside me
wanting to get out loud
in a special way
that never come back.
Let me feel the excitement in your veins,
as I dig in every inch of your curvy figure with my hands.
Meeting your needs while I remove your clothes from your hard body, to admire your shiny skin in the dark.
Allow the lust to grow and simmer in our anxious eyes,
your whole being entices me...
Beckoning me to place my lips gently
I find the way to your pleasure till your eyes look up to mine helplessly.
I adore you so much
and I hope
to meet you again soon.
She stripped you
with her beautiful smile
you felt deeply
in love with her forever.
I was looking for parts of me that I thought I had lost,
and she found them.
I don't know how to love her quietly,
I love her for the way she said my name the first time we met.
I won’t hide my feelings,
and thirst for her.
I never learned how to quiet this fire in me.
But I could imagine that one day I’ll find that the light at the end of the tunnel
will be her.
Who were you before they broke your heart? The same person you are now but in more pieces to share.
Every piece of me is
like the salt of the ocean
I can’t taste your name on my lips.
No one can write down feelings,
and not everyone can actually
But don’t be sorry.
Don’t apologize to me.
We are lovers and
your jealousy proves
that you really love me.
The sense that I feel more and more alive every day,
as my imagination
is that I do not live in this world alone
but in a thousand worlds between my thoughts and yours.
We're throwing off sparks on each other.
At the end no one was going to get away with anything.
We are just reaching down for that moment when we should said something true.
She is like a storm
powerful enough to drown you
provocative enough to catch you
irresistible enough to erase you
beautiful enough to forget you
magnificent enough to understand how dangerous it is to ignore her...
Music is the most powerful and meaningful word
that I remember.
Since I was in my mother's womb,
I listened to classical music like Mozart and Bethoveen
creating a complex pattern of enjoyment, well-being and peace, which I can still feel every time I hear it.
Music is always present in good times and bad times.
It has the power to leave a memorable mark of a lived moment and will continue to do that, every day of my life.
I can not live without it. And I can not imagine a world without music.
It has the gift of transporting you to that moment every time you listen to it.
There is no better time machine than music.
Something had caught his attention.
He retraced his steps and could see how among the row of books that had just passed, there was an old white envelope with a gold trim, between several volumes of an old collection of stories.
It seemed important for its design, he opened it carefully pushed by his curiosity and inside he found a very thin sheet with handwritten letters of a scarcely visible ink.
He read them carefully.
“Today is the first day of your life when you will realize that time does not go back and you will want to take advantage of every minute you have left,
to share it with someone you love.”
that my heart beats faster than usual and your breath shifting and begins to tremble your body in short groans.
I could see in your eyes everything I can only imagine. Your kisses
are full of pleasure, my skin is your skin
the storm of our bodies shatered and drained away
into deep silky sheets.
For a moment
she can still hear
the timber of his voice…
She says hi! babbling...
clearing her throat:
“I feel you so close
that I never say goodbye”
A woman doesn’t forget words that burn her…
neither the man who started the fire.
With one hand he slowly pulled her towards him taking his body even closer to her
until their lips pat gently.
They melted into a sinful kiss.
It would be definitely a Bengal tiger.
I was always attracted by his presence,
his power and the respect it generates.
I would feel very safe having him always by my side.
I would sleep very quiet in the open
and we would hunt together.
I would travel America from the South to the North on foot and we would be very happy together.
She is my strength
my beautiful chaos
Yes, she is the one
who I’ll fight for
who I’ll die for
She’s the one who holds my heart,
the one who knows me from the inside to my ultimate lies,
because she knows how I am, better than anyone, she carved my soul from the day I met her
and knows exactly what I think about,
just looking at my eyes
and that my friend...
is the true beauty of the power of love.