IrisWithmore

Iris Withmore

My name is Iris, I am 18 years old and I am Colombian. I consider myself a calm, curious person and very close to those I love. I enjoy spending time with my family and my cats, who always make me smile. I love discovering new places, especially those loaded with history, culture and different languages. I like to discover other ways of seeing the world, and it motivates me to continue to grow. If there’s one thing that really makes me happy, it’s Italian cuisine – pasta is my little weakness – as well as natural juices, which are essential to my days.. My dream is to work one day in a field that passions me, to flourish, to be happy and, why not, to live a beautiful and sincere love.

I love you when you are silent, because you are as absent, and you hear me from afar, and my voice does not reach you. It feels like your eyes flew away, and a kiss closed your mouth. As all things are filled with my soul, you emerge from things, filled with my soul. Butterfly of dreams, you resemble my soul, and you resemble the melancholy word. I love you when you're silent and as distant. And you're like complaining, a butterfly in a lullaby, and you hear me from afar, and my voice doesn't reach you: Let me be silent with your silence. Laisse-moi te parler aussi avec ton silence, clair comme une lampe, simple like a ring. You're like the night, silent and starry. Your silence is like a star, so distant and so simple. I love you when you're silent, because you're like absent. distant and painful as if you were dead. A word then, a smile is enough. And I'm happy, happy that it's not true

Your hands are my caress my daily accords I love you because your hands work for justice if I love you is because you are my love my accomplice and everything and in the street side by side we are much more than two your eyes are my fate against the bad day I love you for your look that sees and sows the future your mouth that is yours and mine your mouth is never wrong I love you because your mouth knows how to scream rebellion if I love you it's because you are my love my accomplice and everything and in the street side by side we are much more than two and for your sincere face and your wandering step and your tears across the world because you are the people I love you and because love is not a halo or a candid morality and because we are a couple who knows that he is not alone I love you in my paradise that is to say that in my country people live happily even if they do not have permission if I love you it's because you are my love my accomplice and everything and in the street side by side we are much more than two.

Madam, Love is violent, and when it transfigures us, it inflames our thoughts of madness. Do not ask peace from my arms, for they hold yours captive: my embrace is warlike, and my kisses are of fire; and it would be a vain attempt to obscure my mind if my thoughts were burned by madness.. My mind is clear of the flames of love, Madam, like the tent of the day or the palace of the dawn. And the fragrance of your ointment pursues my fortune, and my thoughts are burned with madness. My joy is conceived by your rich honeycomb, as in the sacred Song: Honey and milk under your tongue. The delight of your breath in such a beautiful vase is consumed, and my thoughts are burned by madness.