That’s one way to stay warm. 😉
Hello, from Seville! Bundle up and be safe.
To feel your flame fanning my feet. It’s these little moments for which I live. As long as I can do this, it is not so bad that the pages of my calendar have turned to October and the marble floors are a frozen sea. As long as I can do this, let that inevitable cycle go on again and again.
‘Long as I can turn on the heat.
Staring into a volcano; getting lost in my thoughts, wishing it didn’t burn to feel you so close. Like the rain, you make me find words in my head very deep. Our chemistry helps me breathe. Here, nothing matters. My Raynaud’s is forgotten. Just as pumpkin-cinnamon-apple-spice is a cliché, you are worth the repeat.
But I’ll run away. Unfortunately, sometimes, I’ll leave. Nothing’s perfect, you see. Though the moment equals infinity, your flame is short-lived. Promises should be eternal. I’ll be searching for the conditional warmth that your current brings across other unconditional seas.
No diggity! Actually, inspired by a different song that I hadn’t heard in forever and I’m addicted again. It’s called Me Haces Tanto Bien by Amistades Peligrosas (in Spanish, obviously). Here’s a bit of it:
Enséñame a bajar tu cremallera
ya sabes donde voy,
ya sabes que he pasado la frontera
arrancando algún botón,
que tú ya sabes que te pido más madera
y tú pides más nivel,
ya sabes como mantener la hoguera
ya sabes como sabe ya mi piel.
Tú me quemas con la punta de tus dedos
tus manos hacen llagas en mi piel
me abraso con tu lengua que es de fuego
la sangre hierve, o no lo ves?
que tú ya sabes que me tienes cuando quieras
ya sabes como soy
ya sabes que me entra la primera
ahora me sale algo mejor
me haces tanto bien…
Look it up if you like — it’s pretty freaking sexy!
Doris Lessing once said that the conditions are always impossible — act now. But sometimes changing your current situation is a little more complicated. It’s one of those when you have to, unfortunately, depend on time. Leave it up to time and it may never happen. Life is a contradiction. It’s messy. And we’re somehow supposed to figure our way around it…’cause one’s got to live!
About the drawing; I have no f*cking clue what I sketched there. haha Just go with it…