Our relationship was a barren desert, a cracked expanse of lifeless soil where no seed dared to take root. I toiled like an alchemist of old, pouring my soul into the attempt to turn dust into gold. I brought my most potent elixirs—my deep wells of understanding, my devotion as unyielding as the sun. I drenched that stubborn seed with the waters of my unconditional love, the fiery rains of ardent kisses, and the intoxicating wisdom of ancient passions spun into the verses of the Kama Sutra. Yet, nothing stirred. I stood beneath a sky heavy with the weight of … Continue reading Arid

A truth was whispered into the universe. They say, “opposites attract,” but I believe it’s people like us who fall in love with people like us. We fall in love with ourselves, with the depth and the yearning that resides within. It takes more than just anyone to be with one of us. We see the world with a different lens, longing for the essence of others, inhaling the words they exhale. We see more in people because of what we know about ourselves. We fall in love with those who possess beautiful words, profound thoughts, and the ability to … Continue reading January 06, 2013,

I lost myself between the heavy lines of traffic and the song playing on the radio. The rain triggered me to pull away from myself and everything else around. In the middle of the stoplight and the go signal, where I am challenged to go deeper into something else. In the meadows of what ifs and what is. In the clear blue skies where the sunlight burns the ends of my soul. At the gate of holiness where faith and truth lie clear. At the books where I am taught to imagine and that everything, I can think of is … Continue reading I lost myself …

In the stillness of twilight, as the last tendrils of day surrendered to the night, I fell to my knees. Before me, the sky stretched vast and honest, a mirror of my soul’s naked yearnings. Truth, in its luminous splendor, bore a crown of light so piercing it tore at my skin, leaving my very essence exposed. Yet, in its fierce embrace, it commanded me to rise. Slowly, ever so slowly, I heeded its call. As I stood, the cool breath of dusk filled my lungs, grounding me in the moment. Above, the clouds seemed to cradle the sky, their … Continue reading Between Dusk and Dawn

This is not a finish, but a symphony of beginnings, a full-bodied, big-boned overture to a story yet untold. This is an invitation to kiss me, not to possess, but to affirm my own existence. Hold me up to the noonday sun, where its golden light ignites my skin, turning it the red of my inner fire. Follow me down to the black roads, where I etch my name onto the pavement, larger than life, a declaration of my presence. Read me out, letter by heavy letter, unraveling the intricacies of my being. Hold me under your tongue, let me … Continue reading A symphony of beginnings

If you want to talk to me, do not delay, for tomorrow I will be a different soul, a different ray. I will dismantle my house, my body, my being, to make room for something new, something freeing. I’ll be in the corners, selling my poems to the wind, even if no one buys, my words will be pinned. If you want to help, it has to be now, for I will soon walk through the rain alone, with a heart that’s unknown. I’ll sing and shout as I light candles bright, bleeding through the arrow, the cupid’s own flight. … Continue reading If you want to talk to me …

Come on! Let’s live in a verse by Garcia Lorca, where the rhythm of a guitar sets the pace, and the air is filled with a sweet song’s embrace. Hand in hand, let’s walk together, through the Boulevard of old dreams, where memories linger and time gleams. Let’s recycle stagnant emotions, and laugh with sincerity, bringing accomplices to celebrate our bravery. We’ll toast to our triumphs, and make ecstasy our creed, feeling the same wonder for life as we do for the stars that lead. I invite you to believe, to say yes without delay, for at this moment, we … Continue reading Come on!

In this world of fleeting moments and changing tides, the essence of connection has transformed. It’s no longer about shedding layers of physicality under the fading light of day or chasing sunsets that vanish too soon. It’s about finding that unwavering presence—a soul who stands firm when you dare to reveal the deepest corners of your heart. In the quiet solitude, with only the whisper of the fan above, it’s not the grasp of hands that holds the true meaning. It’s the profound comfort of a conversation that flows without the weight of pretense. The rare and beautiful ability to … Continue reading True Connection

Lorsque le printemps se mouille par l’odeur de ta présence, c’est comme si le monde entier renaissait avec toi. Les bourgeons se dressent fièrement pour saluer leur muse, et même la brise semble murmurer ton nom. La terre, encore humide des dernières neiges fondantes, tressaille sous tes pas, emportée par une symphonie de parfums et de promesses. Et moi, en témoin humble de ce miracle, j’annonce mon verdissement, chaque feuille de mon être frémissant à l’idée de ton retour. 🌿❤️ ©️ Beatriz Esmer Continue reading Ton Retour

One day, somewhere, someone played the piano. The notes swirled, danced, and intertwined, traveling from beyond time and space to caress my ears. Even now, the air trembles with their gentle embrace. A sweet whispering from far beyond, intangible and mysterious, fills the silence with a melody that defies interpretation. And like trees in the grove, rustling in the wind, I yield myself to its ethereal call, surrendering to the unseen forces that weave the fabric of the universe. 💫🎶❤️ ©️ Beatriz Esmer Continue reading Universal Feeling