Liz Lugo, has got to be one of the most emotive writers out there — she has a passion for love as much as she does for horror and is constantly able to get her words out in a fashion to encourage as much as educate.  I\’m truly thankful for all my writers as they all bring something new to the mix. Liz\’s quirky personality has made quite the nice edition to our little group. I will warn you right now though, Liz is IN LOVE with Christmas — I  was getting Santa DM\’s in EARLY October — she is OBSESSED!!!!!! It\’s one of the most endearing qualities to Liz\’s character — she seriously knows how to be whimsical and free! Please find enclosed 3 pieces below to honour Li\’z birthday! ❤ 

Rania M M Watts, Founder CCIQ Press 

Ven, para que me enseñes a amar. 

Ven, para amarte como nunca antes.

Come, so you can teach me how to love. 

Come, so I can love you like never before. 

Solo hazme tuya.

Con caricias y sonrisas. 

Quiero estar en tus brazos. 

Amanecer entre besos

y rosas sobre mi cabello.

Just make me yours.

 With caresses and smiles.

 I want to be in your arms.

 Wake up between kisses

 and roses over my hair.

“Y dígame usted, ⠀

¿qué puede saber del amor ⠀

si jamás ha tocado mis labios?⠀

Dígame usted, ⠀

que piensa que ha vivido⠀

sus mejores amaneceres ⠀

sin tan siquiera despertar⠀

con la alegría de mi sonrisa. ⠀

Allá, lejos,⠀

donde la brisa⠀

pasa desapercibida ⠀

contemplando el delirio⠀

de tu mirada,⠀

de tu dulce risa. ⠀

Dígame usted,⠀

¿cuándo será valiente?⠀

¿cuándo vendrá? —⠀

a derretirse⠀

en mi esencia. ⠀

Deleitándose con la pureza⠀

de mi alma —⠀

la picardía ⠀

durante noche y día. ⠀

Dígame usted,⠀

¿cuánta falta le hago?⠀

¿cuánto me ha soñado?⠀

Y así, ⠀

como por magia,⠀

como una obra maestra,⠀

así, encontrémosno, ⠀

deteniendo el tiempo. ⠀

Dígame usted

si está preparado⠀

para ser preso⠀

de mis misterios.”⠀

\”And tell me, ⠀

 what can you know about love ⠀

 if you have never touched my lips? ⠀

 Tell me, ⠀

 you think you’ve lived ⠀

 your best sunrises ⠀

 without even waking up ⠀

 with the joy of my smile.  ⠀

 Over there, far, 

 where the breeze ⠀

 goes unnoticed ⠀

 contemplating the delirium ⠀

 from your gaze, ⠀

 from your sweet laugh.  ⠀

 Tell me, ⠀

 when will you be brave? ⠀

 when will you come?  —⠀

 to melt ⠀

 in my essence.  ⠀

 Delighting in purity ⠀

 of my soul —⠀

 mischief ⠀

 during night and day.  ⠀

 Tell me, ⠀

 how much do you need me? ⠀

 how much have you dreamed me? ⠀

 And so, ⠀

 as by magic,⠀

 like a masterpiece, ⠀

 let\’s meet, ⠀

 stopping time.  ⠀

 You tell me

 if you\’re ready ⠀

 to be a prisoner ⠀

 of my mysteries.”

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