The stolen kiss (Published in spanish on 29/07/2013).

Both sights were connected again as one as the dark night became older. The destiny however, denied the possibility of deeper feelings between the two of us. I was limited to the shy insinuations of such a beautiful woman while at the bottom of my glass. I was holding my drink firmly with my left hand. With my other hand, I was searching in the right pocket of my trousers for a trick that made her laugh.  Her beautiful eyes talked to me, her closeness cuddled me. Her gorgeous lips enchanted myself allowing my wildest dreams to run all over my mind.  The background music kept us in an unknown place. The busy bar did not disturb our conversation. It seemed for both of us however, that the place was slowly emptying it down without a reasonable explanation. Her hands played with her hair pulling them out from the edge of her lips. This allowed her to speak more fluently with the man with no name but with a familiar face as she saw him a couple of times in the past. The same stranger that invited her for a drink meanwhile her friends impatiently waited seated in the distant corner table. In a moment of silence and closeness, my lips were closer enough to hers to consent a sensual touch and allow some emotions to go through between us. She seemed surprised and hesitated. Her sight towards me and her pause before she announced her departure let me know that, she had fallen in love for a second, probably with the shortest kiss of her life. 

Two dates (Published in spanish on 12/11/2012).

The first night she was already in the bar by the time I arrived. She was wearing blue jeans that reached just below her belly bottom, and a white short sleeves shirt doted in black. And of course, her beautiful smile that shined in the place. I was wearing a blue jean, a black t-shirt and a brown leather jacket, ideal for the occasion. I surprised her during my entrance as she was looking to the opposite direction. The place was crowded of happy people looking for a night full of fun. She was with a friend and her friend´s boyfriend. I also recognised a couple of familiar faces in the bar. Our greeting was spontaneous and we talked for a minute or two before the stand-up comedy night with the best comedians of the region started. I was drinking black beer while she drunk soft drinks. At two at night, the bar announced the last drink just ten minutes before its closure. We said goodbye to each other almost at the doors, too fast, too soon for my ambitious but at least sincere. The second and last date was even shorter. Something talked me that it was the last time I saw here. The loud music did not allow us to hear each other too well. The night had a nice atmosphere, an intense vibe, love was in the air but, again too short for my ambitious. However, thrilling from the beginning to the end, this time, the true end.