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A woman's dream

El pimer intento de escribir /traducir en otro idioma ..... para Max
First trying to write /translate at another lenguage ... to Max.

A woman's dream

Ita.Mex


there is a woman who is laying on her bed
with her eyes closed .... dreaming eaven
when she is no sleeping .... on you

she is like an invisivible wind that
runs to your place, wherever it is
stops next to you and smiles

she is looking at you.... tenderly
flying over you body, her hair moves
and her hands are like brezze

her eyes are fully brighten becouse
she can see you, almost touch
with vanished caress

she let fallow littles kisses into blowing
fresh air to cover all your body
spreading her love

slowly she get closer to your face
wondering if inside of your dreams
she could be in.

makes soft movments with her lashes
to touch your face skin, don't want
to bring you up ... cares your dreams

she is alone at that dream, over you
she is alone at her bed, dreaming on you
she is loving you every day more.

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Yesterday I liked going out with you Good Friend

I like dating, you know? It was as cute and funny feeling. Though not a proper exit. Although it was not all romantic. Although there was no goodnight kiss. But I liked you out. Pretend to be single for a day ( to be a little what you did, not so difficult to ignore that you have someone in your life ).

find I liked the restaurant, waiting for me, pulling a chair to sit (when someone has pulled ray chair to sit?), Give me the letter first to see and hear what you recommend choosing something and talk about wine.

I liked the first time I touched the arm near the hand (and the second and third ...). I liked coquetearte covertly. Laugh a little. Turning his eyes a little. Echo of your jokes. Admire your stories. And speaking from the front, directly, saying intelligent things you approved.

I loved seeing that I have not lost that wonderful ability to empathize with people, to say the right word, to go out with someone I know little and when you end the night go knowing his life and miracles or most of its history.

I loved seeing that we had so many, so many things in common, so that made me think that I had to go to the "quote" better groomed, better dressed, and do not eat as much and do not order dessert.

I liked that you told me "I called after returning from training" ("and you've returned from your trip?) Confess that I've always wanted to go out with me" to discuss these projects "(it was a business-friendly event .)

I like to think that me and maybe we'll call again, but output more than I like to think that you call me, call me and I will answer and tell me your trip and I'll show you nice and laugh and make you interesting questions and tell you something funny ... and call me ... even to think that it is possible that in another parallel universe there is someone else, someone can connect with me, I'm not that disaster, I'm cute and funny, as for a second output.

I like to think that call and then not know ...

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Prozac

Today is my fourth day with antidepressants, it is true that I did not have sent for the mind, do not know if I could return to the scene of the cookie and the recipe psquiatras doctor and the TV saying, "With this you'll feel better." In any case I has sent them my psychologist (who can not prescribe and would have had to make derivatives with one of his friends psychiatrists). I do not have to be the happiest or sleep better or for bulimia nervosa or for Tourette syndrome or the TOC (which says that this dosage is the "good friend Prozac.") I have given for body aches. Has given me a gynecologist who appeal to a modern treatment to me that those pills of the mind (also heal the body) I will stop the pains of childbirth every month when, paradoxically, is not pregnant but just the opposite.

I can not deny that in these 4 days I have had the benefit of side effects (in addition to not feeling much pain at the monthly visit from my friend very red):

• I slept better (although I got up at dawn ) long ago I felt so refreshed in body and soul as
• now I felt more "happy chinese people" (as my cousin black)

But I have also suffered from other side effects:

• yesterday in full board meeting bind my tongue twice and never mind what I've felt stupid
• this powerful combination of "good friend Prozac" Anti-inflammatory and more "cool" the market I have shredded the stomach (so I'm on bread and water, and of course, stomach pain of another variety), of course this also shows another side effect: bread and water for three days, diet, compulsory, nice dress for the marriage ends (who says that "good friend Prozac" happiness does not?)

... after 20 days, so the recipe, we'll see what happens

Prayer For The Faithful

I wanted to get you itch, bother you, tell you something that bothers you a little, that makes me feel that I have gained a little, just to feel a little winning and happy, that happiness unhealthy when you know that rubbing a little, just a little, someone who deserves it. But I was wrong (again) because you are not me and you do not bother the same things as me, you never bother you absolutely nothing. I think you think I am not able to hurt you, to act bad, make a big cagadón, something horrible. ... But maybe because it is not, may have changed, maybe I can no longer be an advantage player and treachery, perhaps I can no longer pretend to be bad, maybe I can not act like crazy. Because I have 20 years and have changed, perhaps it is true that I've changed, and perhaps this is not bad ... Like it is still fun to think I'm going to make something horrible, that bothered me now I will sleep with your best friend or I will say horrible things systematically torturing. Finally, if you do all those things for my investment would be useless: my investment in myself, my long convesrrsaciones with Miguel, the new image I have of me that gives me the right-now itself and without conchudez-to claim the same thing that I can give .
At this moment I have two paths, and almost have chosen what to do, or pick up the phone and went on with an absurd conversation with you to claim you do not really know why (I really want to reclaim the fact that I've deprived of the pleasure of a little fuck pure piconería, I agree!) or do nothing, I do not go the phone, do not say anything, do not call and at least wait until I have something fairly nice to say.
currently do not know if I can say is you not me because it is not well in what part of everything you you or me, at least I know I am now 80% and that is why I soothe and calm and wait for my head cool.

I think I have yet to define the limits of our relationship, rules, almost like a manual (as we all have mental manual, but it specifically, loudly.)