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CUFFS WHEN OPEN (Homage to Dylan Thomas)

(I'm a tree).
strolled along the beach, the sun hung in the arms of children,
dunes wearing their yellow skirts, life
howled between the thighs of the waves.
Suddenly, he fell from heaven a sad violin furiously tapping my glass. Taking
voice asked my sap their cause instrument.

" attacked because I've cried tears and do not understand. I
passenger trains
lonely and I feel only!.
From this dream car in which I pass
torture and tenderness and love
but I always stop in this past season
who is the head of the poet. "

cried, I cried alone and far
and flapping my arms wet
planted my thin shadow in the shadow of another beach.
The clouds were cries of seven great orgasms,
across the world was made up a clown.
opened the fist (tight, always tight)
and in the palm of my hand I found a child crouching
vindictive gesture that I sang :

"The smile of joy acquitted
and hiss of desire in your brain are
stuff you should not forget,
if you did,
eternity in memory would make
and pirate stories for adults would plug

first one eye winking to die next. "

strolled along the beach with a child in the ears .
Among a bikini and a language I saw two skins that they loved,
light a candle, candle
ship that flies in the flame.
I saw you, woman I water it,
light on each bed.

Tired of both flight and wound
opened blades of grass like,
desperate
the dwarf with the head of candy, but as
looking for love

under stones and scorpions are just slapping the dwarf
I cried

"Tomorrow, the rebellious fish bone
camping in the throat of the dictator,
not drown carnation in the buttonhole of Master
and woman you will love

to hug.
The beauty, dear lover,
never be crucified. "

The dwarf, and calm and smiling, added :

" and God dropped his fly and planets were born. "

And when he came, he left.

Today, at the exact time of this writing,
with a pencil and paper sudándome vertigo
hands, relaxed circle
the eaves of my roof

while trying to discover why the violins and beaches touch me balls,
why my child smile when opened all the fists,
why the adult pay channel

gives me hope when I break the bad shots but

sleep
not want
of the
.

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SIX OF THE LATE SEARCH

And here we are silent


two
sweating on the bed after



I am naked but she asked for
Please let

that the mini-thong


since the angel has passed and the silence
going to take it up the ass

I wrote a poemilla Javier, my boyfriend
and I want to tell me what you think
wait, I'll catch up

ass and leaves the room take the opportunity to turn


cigarette but at the first puff is back
so approached the ashtray and I turn it off in his hand

brings

role not, turn it off
laventana if no problem is open


gives a start time and time again I have
here beside me


I'm going to read, but I want you to be honest, eh?


paper is pink light up the cigarette


the poem begins:


Sundays likes

out of bed and get to buy

newspaper

and climb back home


and get back in bed and read very slowly

newspaper

and falling asleep next to my body because my body


likes a kiss to wake


you like our clothes scattered

by
room the next morning when no longer
morning
if not two p.m.
and floating hearts

lazy on the wooden bed


loves to do the clown
when you least expect
and the second stayed silent


and we look because we understand our silence

spoken
between
itself as parrots

Well, what do you think, you like?

and my mouth does not come out even half

What you have eaten my cat language?


my mouth and I repeat does not come

not a fucking word


extinguished the cigarette and under

brushed her thong to
aside and start living

to eating her pussy


never any women


has written me

a poem



she did not bet my blood


or what I have I have left

that her boyfriend is

a happy



type I mean.

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METAPHYSICS A GO-GO




Eighteen

The girl is a diamond

His talk promises


NOT KNOW I DO NOT LIKE
fuck myself I do not know
WHAT I LIKE

ES IR AL CINE
DO SPORT
GO TO IBIZA SUMMER
BUT ESPECIALLY
LOVE ME

I LOVE I LOVE
DANCE!



for that home and I think we
if I put a Bill Evans
I going to be asleep


WHY DO NOT WE LEAVE
THE TERRACE
TO SEE THE STARS
?

and before she finished her question

we are embraced under heaven


kissing each other

Bill Evans but not sound like sound

is not a whore star

( of Me)

rubs his hand timidly
mine neither shy nor cock is slipping

belly down to the search for God.

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THE PASSION OF CHRIST




( to Diego Martin, who loves Paris)


My father was a hippie
never punished me why I need to be punished

released me as we entered the hotel dancer
I'm closing the door to the room number twenty-two when he breaks his tune


wait a minute, my boyfriend goes

balcony to cool

me naked and I lie
no exaggeration to say that it takes twenty minutes to return to stay
is placed at the foot of the bed and caresses her pussy while I spit


is sick is jealous
police, I I swear!

and Descojonado

for in those we
I and lying

she Descojonado
standing in front of me
pajeandose

I have the pussy like the tongue of an angel
fuck me now!

and I

clear it did not take the opposite


're fucking

missionary

her head in my hands and resumes
whore melody
but no longer rising moan

deep breath and


tell me ... if you listen, let me sleep tomorrow work
if it ... me too, my love ... until tomorrow


hangs up and tells me

not worry, no calls back.

throws the phone to the blue carpet

and start riding to the sound of the rain the sun

opens my eyes
no trace of his body on the pillow


you a shout the read

I am Christ whom you and me down the tree.

C lace the little paper on the table
sat on the edge of the bed
leaned his elbows on his knees and hid


head in my hands .

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POEM WRITTEN TO SEVENTEEN (in the manner of Benedetti)



may love



course it is possible
moon that I can give you a hug every night
musitarte


ear sorrows and rescue the wind between the lips and even listen

without your breathing


course it is possible

as it is possible that the needle

boredom
your project we propose unsupportive
against
already know that you and I

victory is keep loving keep fucking

for not realizing that still crying for no

realize if you go for not returning your arms will
arms around tonight
empty and your feet will

half hanging on the edge of another bed and your eyes

dardara
indifferent portrait I made you that Brando
and your sex will be sex sex
and your tongue will sleep in another
mouth and your breath off me
sail again to be that guy with the soul
take in the corner playing Unicorn

to be in this world

frosted glass but it must be possible

it should be possible to meet again and finally

I need

may love




course not impossible.




"And your feet will be half hanging on the edge of another bed

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David Serrano, with love and gratitude.


is happy when she arrives and is happy when going
is happy when he hears his footsteps approaching a door that is sure


will close and happy when those footsteps
stop playing and get into bed and are no longer as they are steps
feet that palpated and come together and kiss him

is happy because she makes you laugh
and hugs him and makes love and is happy

look and is happy because she laughs
and then he makes love and then

hugs and as always there is something that begins
and somewhat happy ending

because they think that most of the time

and passes the garbage truck and earth

revolves around the sun and the phone rings:

- who is? -

-me-

- pardon, can not hear you well, the phone is half broken
, who is? -

- that I am, damn, I hear, damn! -

- ah, ha ha ha, how's it going, my child? ! -

- bad, very bad, but you know what? ! -

- tell me, my life -

- I sweat a cock the gigs, and
only thing I care about is that I love you, do you hear? ! -

- yes, love, me too I love you! -

- what? ! -

-¡¡¡¡ I love you too

-¡¡¡¡ !!!!- ok, but I hit those howls
you're going to make more deaf than I am,
and hangs from a time this month to directly
bastards are going to bleed. Hey, there are no na 'to scratch,
so I'm going to home. I love you. Yaaaa hangs and hangs !!!!-

thinking

"what a wonderful woman!"

and wash the dishes and makes a gayola
and
shave and shower and down to throw trash
and enter the portal

look at the clock "a quarter past two!"


and runs up and enters the house and closes the door

and sits in the hallway
and still panting from the effort and silently skims
Flower
silence and
minutes pass and look to the wall
white and do not think there is always something ending and something beginning

and a smile on his face
and is a man who smiles, thinking of nothing
while looking
absorbed a white wall and the minutes keep passing
and suddenly hears the elevator and immediately
is happy because it sounds his key in the door
and rises like a thunderbolt
and goes to the kitchen
and already under the doorway
she says in a loud tone:

- Holaaaaaaaaaaaa! -


and he does not respond because she is happy to be hearing


his steps toward addressing
his embrace.


They are
Juan

and Kelly

He looks after the house

She charges 55 euros per service

Kelly is the female
even if

between the legs a tail of twenty

He is

a perfect gentleman


She is

A REAL LADY
.

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LOVERS SHE IS LOVING came from HERITAGE




My boyfriend hit me about beating the chalice

Hey, Robert, the director of your film has come to ask me
the keys to your room and final gave me a slip
in the movie. He says he'll give very good whore I

have a child already and I do not care who is

I'm not the one you have sent the message, bastard

Check the latch that my boyfriend is on the bar

I think I have no girlfriend, I do I

We will catch the waiter but anyway, do not stop, Daddy

Since abortion is not it cum, forgive

a hippie My father was never punished me so I need to be punished


My house is tiny but my orgasms are huge


I took the guitar "as I touch the guitar now, I will fall in love"
and quickly turned to leave the guitar in the corner

Please be honest, if you had told me that what you liked
me was my eyes, had told you to take your ass






so confused I do not even know if I'm confused

Yes, I'm preppy and I'm proud of it, and moreover, I say, I love men
, okay, but if I stand in front
a pretty girl with nice tits, for me also as I left

my boyfriend for you. I tell you so bluntly
O
stronger bite me or I get loud

I'm with you. I've managed to win the

going to make me run and do not know of anything

Next year he graduated and want to settle down
off of you and look for a boyfriend

I like that people do not imagine for the lining I am so
bitch
The truth is I'm horny all the time and I
generates conflict because I do not feel guilty

We did, but hey, as we could not have done

No, seriously, I can not continue. Who tells me
you're not an alien?

me a favor, when you get home, look to see if I let
over bed bracelet and next, my shame

think of me when you're inside me?

Fuck!, Why you look?. I have them larger
her!

If you had answered the call yesterday, you'd be right now between my legs


And I have another tattoo in the pubic area but that only see my boyfriend
(wrongly, it was a dolphin with wings)

bad thing of the actors is that you never know when you lie, they do not

Two years ago I was more fallera and I'm very, very proud

I like to get naked for you but can not stand anyone touching me

But what happens ???... I'm pissing me ... What a shame!!
(it was running in spurts)

You are the first all night does not tell me how much you like my thong


At my gym there is a girl who is tremendous. A couple of days I've showered
about it and I think I've noticed, but I
smiles. Why do not you come tomorrow to get me
to leave it out and when we say something? I do not know why, but I think
liked ... Damn ... how we the liguemos,
my love, let's freak

let you sleep Well I do not want you to think I'm the typical heavy


I want to try everything, all my fantasies. I want to try everything
twisted as it may seem I am the rose

pure, never said I love you, which never asks if I want
. I am the only says: "I am, take me"
Dame
strong! What happens, do not you dare or what, come on, queer,
give me strong in the face !!!!. If you want to see how I run in spurts
going to have to hit me harder ... come ... give me!!

but I like you girl so I hope you continue to see us when we feel like


I want to fuck till the day I die, but only fuck, eh?

Damn, how heavy is my mother!. Neglecting to get into bed with us


back Ponte, Rober ... So, stay well, do not move!.
let me pet while you watch your ass

to me is that all the guys here in town, I said the same thing goes tits
if I have, that if you go ass, if I have black lips
that if I do not know what ... if
why I present to you a beauty contest or something that
d'
Get ready, because the three days I will spend at home,
'm not going to happen, "you", I'll to pass the "you"

Look, Robert, I feel sorry,

sorrow and disgust,
you have no fucking idea what love is, you hear the word love
salts and running, but
what a shame

give me

Robert

What a pity.

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I envy those tears

you know that when you fall

kisses the lips that are full of squirrels

the drop of milk that feel

moan is released
you soak the eyelids
who wants to be yours

the light of that candle
that when night
gold paint you
bed I want to be sailing

I want to be able to watch you naked I want

fill fall I want to kiss you throw
feel I want to get wet and take you
llegarte
go on your lips the milk

your eyelids
that night the candle

that if the fire


life we \u200b\u200b

but I want you I love you

how?

for that.

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As the Camacho came back


robbed you what you had on the desk




we called Lizard



was ten I put in history: his father

traveled to France to visit a cousin and the cousin

proved to be a busty blonde gringa
and clear anymore

it was learned



his older brother was jailed for stealing


and then violate

four or five elderly mother



accomplice
hid the loot in the back

a
of those old cassette that worked

eight fat cells


few days during recess

did not need to ask where

was
the Lagar
if you wanted

met him
behind the house they had built


for the janitor's dog in one hand



glue in
a cigarette the other was ten




One day in eighth and GBS

again at recess

approached me and told me


Damn, dude, you are loads of cute!
Hey Robert, you like me?


and balls and I shrugged
two quinces
sun
whether to prick

wheels to professional policy


he put the knife


was the first
to lift a car

the first
smoking in the first


glue sniffing Roetgen

the first
in cascársla

bank in the last class


the Lagar

was our idol because we were afraid


the Lagar

was our idol
and
and I was queer so

knew and never told anyone


At seventeen she married pringui

with whom he had left
pregnant



two years later and in the absence of a peak

that the soul

be no
came up with the asshole
else that plimplarse


a whole bottle of Baron Dandy




pint when
chick with the baby in her arms

entered the room

his feet protruding from under the bed so



found more dead than dead
with feet sticking out below

bed was not his brother


the funeral because the dead do not walk
mend her heart with knives
violators of elderly in prison


are always just cracking



heart mother the conditional

piggyback

if I went I saw had been painted
reach the eyes and did not cry I went


hugged her
hugged and embraced me whispered in my ear


I do not know why I have left all that bad!
I do not know why I have left everything as it has turned!

my nineteen years


occurred to me four or five good

responses

but I stopped I turned around and went



to enter the house without seeing my mother

from
kitchen

shouted get off and bring along two bars!


walked down the aisle
went into the kitchen and there was my mother

washing dirty dishes

the night before I got


behind her

hugged her as hard as I was not looking

and the eyes went

running without question

to buy two guns that night



to lie down in bed I was thinking

at the funeral I thought about the Lizard

thought of her mother not to cry
and thought about my mother yes


there
cried alone in the kitchen


washing our dirty dishes

the night before


then turned off the light and lit
my tears


and would remain so as a child crying


lost in the middle of the night until the sun

enter

out the window the next morning.

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