hawan

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(spontaneous i and you under the same stars that night)

Me adorar tú

how your timid heart finds ways to dare and taste every fiber of my soul

how the windmills at hide, bud and bloom for us two:

salsa, la estrella, strings before slumber, febrero viento

hacer el boca a boca a alguien

me y tú,

no frontera

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the sun tastes so alive and soooo near these days. and because im such a drifter, i have been spending volleyball mornings on the shore. been dancing mad to latin (especially Cuban) beats lately as well. oh to complete the quirk, i’ve rewatched the following:

“life is like the surf, so give your self away like the sea”

“What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love for the open road”

” I know that it’s scary as hell to let another person touch that part of you. But if you do…it’s worth it”

perhaps, like ember, there is something burning inside me, silent

  but flaming. ashes dancing with the cold 2am breeze. and no one sees it but us.

the world in still tilted a bit, we shook and slept like humble giants.

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