We were never strangers
Just two beings waiting to discover each other
Entering your personal space as if it were my own
Your smile so familiar – resembling my art
Forshadowing the masterpiece that I would encounter – which is you
I’ll admire you everyday , every second, every breath taken
Your beauty will never diminish
Eres mi queridx, la luna de mi noche
A.Garcia
I’ve never been more unsure of myself than when I try to speak to you
Barely uttering a sentence before my body gets tense
My words have become insignificant
As if they’re not worth understanding
As if I’m just a passing silhouette, easy to miss
A.Garcia
Unwritten poems
Recited in my mind
Not to be read
Not to be felt by anyone but myself
A.Garcia
I don’t just write to just write
I write to fight
To fight the reminders of heartbreaks
The pressure of comparisons
The consequences of living
I write to fight
To fight the nights where the darkness overcomes me
The days where I feel so alone.
The hours where you don’t leave my mind.
I don’t just write to write
I write to fight
A.Garcia
Waiting all night
It’s finally here
Saying that you don’t want it, but you lead me to your room
Close the door, now I’m in control
Push you on the bed, taking off my shirt
You like what you see, you own it for the night
On your back, kissing your neck
Already moaning, I want to hear you more
Can’t wait anymore, you’re what I want
Ripping off your blouse, you can see me smiling
Feeling your chest, feeling the warmth
Pulling down your jeans, fuck you look good
Putting my fingers between your bottom lips, you’re so wet
Keeping them there, while moving up
Kissing you, you’ve never felt lips like these
Getting lost in the motion, feeling you getting wetter
We keep going, this is our night
My fingers go inside, you bite my lips
Moving back and forth, you say my name
Sounds so good to me
Your first time, I’m glad
Showing you what’s good, you show me what I’ve been missing
I’m usually the one who’s in control
But you’re making me weak
I guide your hands in me, breathing heavily
Taking my breath away like when I first saw you
I’ll be gentle
A. Garcia
Pushing you against the wall
I’ll hold you up, baby I got strength
I got you where I want
Nowhere to go but into me
Kissing your neck while pulling you closer
Your head tilting back, your grip getting tighter
My lips going lower, moving closer to your chest
I’m in my zone, I can’t snap out of it
One thigh in between your legs, feeling the warmth
Ripping off your blouse, you’re free at last
Like a masterpiece uncovering your beauty
You look so good on me
A. Garcia
I feel even more solidarity
As if I’m just an unrelatable soul
A straight face seems natural
What am I going back to?
To continue being an artificial soul?
In an artificial place?
Taking a step back returning to that place
That place where I thought I found myself
That’s not me, I’m just a product
A. Garcia
What is it?
Because I need to know
I need to know what it is
For my sanity, for my heart
Am I too much of something?
Do I give too little?
In my mind I give so much
Always being left out to dry
As if I’m just a bother, a nuisance
It hurts me more than you could imagine
I don’t see myself the same
Let go let go let the fuck go
A. Garcia
Your
body
is a piece of art.
A. Garcia
When will I be brave enough to take it off?
A. Garcia
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