It was December 2012, wasn't it?
A hard, cold wind covered the Twin Cities.

Just from the beginning, all happened with causality, and their first met was in that store.

He asked something so simple, but without that question, their encounter  was lost in the millions of simple details that every hour,
only pass through the time.

He was driving under snow and almost no light that night,
It happens accidentally he tries to kiss his beautiful lips, but he had not the courage to accept.

Before now, it is certain that this encounter, was the beginning of a long, long journey, writing by an unknown.

He loved him for almost three years
and he was, for sure,
his most intimate friend.

Not for all his life as he liked,
but inside his mind and his soul,
he will be forever, what he wanted.

It was December 2012, wasn't it?
A hard, cold wind covered the Twin Cities.

Just from the beginning, all happened with causality, and their first met was in that store.

He asked something so simple, but without that question, their encounter  was lost in the millions of simple details that every hour,
only pass through the time.

He was driving under snow and almost no light that night,
It happens accidentally he tries to kiss his beautiful lips, but he had not the courage to accept.

Before now, it is certain and this encounter, was the beginning of a long, long journey, writing by an unknown.

He loved him for almost three years
and he was, for sure,
his most intimate friend.

Not for all his life as he liked,
but inside his mind and his soul,
he will be forever, what he wanted.

When you leave from my heart,
I will think of you.
As you were and  you are.

When you leave, I will close my heart.

Talmud says, those,
who **** a single person,
are a ****** of the entire world.

I prefer to say,
he who love a simple man,
had loved the entire universe.

That was what I did when we sleep that night,
Cesar.

WhiteViolets


Came out from our memories.
Tiny silent witness,
at the end of a bleak battle.

Petals everywhere,
at the beginning
of an infatigable morning,
without tears.

Each one of us,
keep what was lost forever.

And the fragrances of those little flowers,
went with the wind,
return same day and night,
where *our first meeting was.

A kiss that came earlier,
after nineteen thousand hours waiting.

From your body and from your lips,
from your fingers and from your hands,
from your naked thighs,
your heart, and mine.

A kiss, the unknown sea that my trembling hand touched
while you pretended to sleep.

A kiss that impregnated my body for three days,
but no one remembered.

A kiss, that stays with me,
in this and the coming world.


A kiss that vanished from you by the time,
the only way reconciled,
two men sharing their lips,
and one loved.

Here I am,
Discovering myself into your eyes,
Wishing to kiss the taste of your mouth,
Hearing  your voice,
And smell the fragrance of your body,
Whatever it is.

Here is your hair as the wind touches the sea,
A promise we almost remember,
But naked as our trembling hands.

Here we are, one into one another:
A never lost time in your life Cesar.

Those yellow teeth have always been with you, he asked?
I try Blanch them, but nothing said.

Still and all  his heart and his emotions were more.

And happened when they met, the earth also turned to find them.

Somewhere in his memory, that distant question:
what  may I do with those dreams that you brought into my life?

Maybe continue with you, and maybe you should find your own answers, he said.

It is best to think, I come from the other side of your door, perhaps a new opportunity, to live your life from another evening and their stars.


Everything seems to indicate that he never caresses his hair.
Of course, he would like  to keep that detail in his memory and evoke it.
Like Proust, when dipped in his cup of tea the cupcake, and the indelible memory emerged from him.

Yes, the hours of the winter were insufficient.

Texts traveled from side to side of the city, although was snowing.

Any excuse was used to see each other. Every morning, afternoon or night, as  whole  existed for them.

And at dawn, when nearly frozen returning home, his wife read those messages while he was sleeping, and though comes from a girlfriend.

Everything seems to indicate that it was, what something else may think? Never in her mind  the idea that his husband were loved by a man.

Every minute that passed, each one lived and dreamed, the planet inhabited by two.

But as the day passes, it also drains the time, and is incessant understand, that  was the man with yellow teeth, who gave him the courage to open the doors of his life to the unstoppable force of love.

His wife and himself never wanted that it had happened and the man of yellow teeth either.