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To The Man Who Holds my Heart...

by: Brenda Lee Nieves Just like the night takes over the sky and the stars dance with the moon. The love I have travels through my body and finds it’s way to you. It tips toes on your soft lips and slides down your tongue. It grabs a hold of your heart and notices it’s half full. Then it jumps out through your hands that touch my thighs. just. right. not too low and not too high. As my legs shake it enters my body through our conversation that needs no words. It grabs a hold of my heart and throws it into my eyes. As you kiss me and open yours, our hearts join into one. The world is less cold. With. Each. Thrust. I feel closer to you. Your arms around me holding me tight. I can hear a rhythm in your breath. A rhythm I want to hear... over and over. It’s not the feeling of your physical body that entices me. It’s the love we have that only you and I can see. Even through this distance, you are the only person who holds my heart.

The End of Training, The Beginning of Teaching

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The content of this website is mine alone and does not necessarily reflect the views of the U.S. Government, the Peace Corps, or the Indonesian Government. Hello again!  So its been two months and I’m finally coming to an end with my training. Let me just say, it has been one interesting experience. I’ve gone through sicknesses, meltdowns, and joyous moments. Looking back at it all, I wouldn’t want to change anything that happened (even my WiFi breaking because of the rain). It literally took me a second to collect myself because I almost flipped shit. Here are some of my highlights that happened in the past month: I went to Pizza Hut with my host family here in Kediri and the ONLY reaction to it was, “WTF why don’t we have this in America” The Pizza Hut here is literally a sit in restaurant. They have rice bowls, pasta, and fancy drinks in these really tall skinny glass cups. I don’t want you reading this to think I’m exaggerating this didn’t feel like no regular ...