The Sinner

The surprise in his eyes that came from her honest admission of desire...

The eagerness in his actions that revealed he wasn't counting on her honesty...

He justified his surprise stating that she wasn't a common woman... by the simple fact that she acknowledged the needs that her body craved for...

Then she wondered about the normality that she didn't possessed... the sins her body craved for and that she was willing allow... that she was eager to silence... 

Every inch of her body felt alive in the promise of pleasure...

Every breathe of her soul accepted her needs and she made peace with her abnormality among women...

Yes, she felt desire...

Yes, she had needs...

Yes, she was not, neither she intended, to be a saint...

She was a sinner that enjoyed and welcomed her sins...

She

She was the everything and nothing in between...

She allowed tears to drain her soul and release her from all her fears...

She was utterly beautiful and still didn't realize how much that meant to her...

She had seen the first breathe of a new born child in ther own hands and she had felt her soul crash under the weight off the devastating pain off losing someone you love...

She was devastated by all off those she lost allong the way and she still smilled whenever she could...

She felt to often barren off the dreams that had abandoned her and she was still a sucker for all that she could aspire for her own future...

She had a flame in her heart and a strength in her soul that she had never seen before...

She believed in hopes and dreams, and everything that comes in between...

Yes... tears felt from her heart... pouring like in a stormy heavy rain... and she cleansed from it...

But in between all off those heavy drops that poured from her soul... she remembered how strong she was and how much she had accomplished for her self and she allowed a smile to accompany the tears and make the full moon an ointment for a bright new era that was just around the corner...

Certezas

Aqui, algures, num recanto de silêncio rodeada de aquilo que alguns chamam de magnificência e outros de ostentação, deixo as lágrimas caírem livremente... permito—me a fragilidade que é alimentada pelos medos do passado... 

Nunca saberei se as escolhas foram as mais acertadas, mas enquanto suplico aos anjos da minha eternidade que me acompanhem, deixo—me invadir pela certeza que são as lágrimas e a fragilidade que me levarão ao futuro que tanto anseio para mim... 

Que o nenhures de hoje me leve ao destino dos sonhos conquistados... 

E obrigado meus anjos de eterna saudade, por estarem sempre aqui ao meu lado!