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I like to turn and feel sexy to be able to attend you talk flirt while looking at me in the eyes when I think of you my eyes shine and enjoy talking and sharing time by your side kisses my love

I like to pour myself out and feel sexy so I can serve you talk flirt while looking me in the eyes when I think of you my eyes shine and they enjoy talking and sharing time by your side kisses my love

I like to spread out and feel sexy to be able to serve you and talk about flirt while looking into my eyes when I think of you, my eyes shine and they love to talk and share time by your side, kisses my love

Strip yourself in the light, so slowly, May my desire try to spur you on, and by half-discovering each part must stop the impatient impetus. Every fold is an irreverent devil that discovers and conceals, without showing you in your total splendor, and I have to enjoy you in a slow intermittent process. My eyes have to transform into a hand how compelled by pagan fervor He'll rip off your blouse in one fell swoop. And in reciprocity we will knot our limbs, and we will fall of the frolics in the convulsion.

• You are the portion of you in me, in the hole that our bodies cannot cover, if entangled they cohabit in a mass of embraces The infinite wrinkle formed in the sheet of our skin, the scattered curtain that floats wandering between the moans of a wounded animal The light of the alarm clock that flickers winking at the loving death, a drop of barefoot sweat that smashes on the ground, settles on my feet and evaporates The same wood forged in alabaster candied with the smell of cinnamon and mint, the rusty latch of old tricks, the mote of dust that frays into thousands of floating lights, motionless in the gravity of a faint reflection The picture that hangs at the headboard; Sinuous and reptilian hanging from hugging tulips The corner of the stained-glass window crack that lets out fluctuating swings of light: white opals that crash against the wall The narrow mattress that screams its unstable existence, the electric lamp that casts Chinese shadows and esparto grass You are the very room where, devoid of your particles, the alchemy of our bodies takes place

You are the portion of you in me, in the gap that are not enough to cover our bodies, If entangled they cohabit in a mass of hugs The infinite wrinkle formed in the sheet of our skin, the scattered curtain that floats rambling between moans of a wounded animal The alarm clock light that flashes winking at the enamoring death, a barefoot drop of sweat that falls on the floor, it settles on my feet and evaporates The same wood forged in candied alabasters with the smell of cinnamon and mint, the rusty latch of old tricks, the speck of dust that frays into thousands of little lights floating, motionless in the gravity of a faint reflection The painting that hangs at the headboard; sinuous and reptile hanging embraced tulips The corner in the crack of the stained glass that lets escape fluctuating swings of light: white opals crashing against the wall The narrow mattress that screams its unstable existence, the electric lamp that projects Chinese shadows

• To root in your chest, with every beat Sowing me in your arms, fertilized in caresses Curing a sweet love, syrup in your mouth Water with my hands your man-trunk, mine alone. Be born in you every night, stirred in branches, leafy and fertile soil: a lump of flesh like a twisted, twisted mother-wild. Germinate for you every one of my mornings Wrap me in your sad green smile, until

Root me in your breast, with every heartbeat Sow me in your arms, fertilized with caresses Curdle sweet love, syrup in your mouth Water your man's trunk with my hands, mine alone Born in you every night mingled with the branches, litter of leaves and fertile soil: mass of meat like honeysuckle sarmentosa coiled Germ for you every one of my mornings Wrap me in your sad green smile, until it disappears and is a loving fertilizer of a love story, our own, made of sun, light and earthy blood

Oh, how my body blooms, from every vein, with more fragrance, since I recognize you! Look, I'm walking slimmer and straighter, and you're just waiting. but who are you? Look; I feel how I distance myself, how I lose the old, leaf after leaf. Only your smile remains like many stars above you, and soon also over me. To all that through my nameless childhood still shines, like water, I will give your name on the altar that is lit by your hair and surrounded, lightly, with your breasts.

Oh, how my body blooms, from every vein, with more aroma, since I recognized you! Look, I walk slimmer and straighter, and you just wait. But who are you? Look; I feel how distant, how I lose the old, leaf after leaf. Only your smile remains like many stars about you, and soon about me too. To everything that throughout my childhood nameless still shines, like water, I'm gonna give your name on the altar that's on your hair and surrounded, lightly, with your breasts..

I covet your body, your soft skin sliding on mine. Your skin: a map memorized in salt Greed that tongue throb in my protrusion Pumping leg inside: ritual-awakening of our instincts, shared saliva, unison effluvia Greed your simple nakedness, the decadence of breaths, our lost glances that search for each other, your open neck to me, the fragility of that momentary ascension that transports us to the body of the other where we die, again, in life, where we live for an instant.

I like to be your naughty schoolgirl that waits for you in your bed so every day to hug you kiss you and make love to you kisses love

I like to be your naughty schoolgirl who waits for you in your bed like this every day, hug you, kiss you and make love to you, kisses, love

I love to be your naughty schoolgirl who waits for you in your bed like that every day, holds you in her arms, kisses you and makes love to you, kisses, love

I would enjoy that you run your hand all over my body feel your caresses and all your love I adore you happy to share many moments together and you would like

I would like to pass your hand over my body, feel your caresses and all your love. I adore you, happy to share many moments together, and what would you like?

I would like to pass your hand over my whole body, feel your caresses and all your love. I love you, happy to share many moments together, and what would you like?

Wake me up like this, with my body crunchy with revolted desire with the promise of your return with the essence of our desires, with the gap of your smile with your sorrow neglected, with the profusion of our agonies Later, I will know how to savor the solitude of my hours, those who don't understand watches, knowing what I keep inside me all your wet memories

to go out on the street of your hand see the sky full of stars I love you and a lot of life

Being able to go out into the street with your hand, see the sky full of stars, I love you and a lot of life

to go out in the street with my hand see the sky full of stars I love you and a lot of life

Enjoy together in my bed think about it baby

Oh, how my body blooms, from every vein, with more fragrance, since I recognize you! Look, I'm walking slimmer and straighter, and you're just waiting. but who are you? Look; I feel how I distance myself, how I lose the old, leaf after leaf. Only your smile remains like many stars above you, and soon also over me. To all that through my nameless childhood still shines, like water, I will give your name on the altar that is lit by your hair and surrounded, lightly, with your breasts.

Oh, how my body blooms, from every vein, with more aroma, since I recognized you! Look, I walk slimmer and straighter, and you just wait. But who are you? Look; I feel how distant, how I lose the old, leaf after leaf. Only your smile remains like many stars about you, and soon about me too. To everything that throughout my childhood nameless still shines, like water, I'm gonna give your name on the altar that's on your hair and surrounded, lightly, with your breasts..

In the heart of the most secret mine, Inside the most distant fruit, In the vibration of the most discreet note, In the spiral and resonant conch, in the densest layer of paint, in the vein that probes us the most in the body, In the word that says softer, In the root that goes lower, the more it hides, In the deepest silence of this pause, Where life became eternity, I look for your hand and decipher the cause Of wanting and not believing, final, intimacy.

• If I love you it's because you're my love my accomplice and everything and on the street side by side we're much more than two and for your sincere face and your wandering step and your crying for the world because you're people I love you and because love is not a halo or a candid morality and because we are a couple who knows she's not alone I love you In my paradise I mean in my country people live happily even if I don't have permission if I love you it's because you're my love my accomplice and everything and on the street side by side we're much more than two.

Being your secretary would be my fantasy love

• You are the portion of you in me, in the hole that our bodies cannot cover, if entangled they cohabit in a mass of embraces The infinite wrinkle formed in the sheet of our skin, the scattered curtain that floats wandering between the moans of a wounded animal The light of the alarm clock that flickers winking at the loving death, a drop of barefoot sweat that smashes on the ground, settles on my feet and evaporates The same wood forged in alabaster candied with the smell of cinnamon and mint, the rusty latch of old tricks, the mote of dust that frays into thousands of floating lights, motionless in the gravity of a faint reflection The picture that hangs at the headboard; Sinuous and reptilian hanging from hugging tulips The corner of the stained-glass window crack that lets out fluctuating swings of light: white opals that crash against the wall The narrow mattress that screams its unstable existence, the electric lamp that casts Chinese shadows and esparto grass You are the very room where, devoid of your particles, the alchemy of our bodies takes place

You are the portion of you in me, in the gap that are not enough to cover our bodies, If entangled they cohabit in a mass of hugs The infinite wrinkle formed in the sheet of our skin, the scattered curtain that floats rambling between moans of a wounded animal The alarm clock light that flashes winking at the enamoring death, a barefoot drop of sweat that falls on the floor, it settles on my feet and evaporates The same wood forged in candied alabasters with the smell of cinnamon and mint, the rusty latch of old tricks, the speck of dust that frays into thousands of little lights floating, motionless in the gravity of a faint reflection The painting that hangs at the headboard; sinuous and reptile hanging embraced tulips The corner in the crack of the stained glass that lets escape fluctuating swings of light: white opals crashing against the wall The narrow mattress that screams its unstable existence, the electric lamp that projects Chinese shadows

Lovely lovers I enjoy every moment with you I am a very cheerful woman love I love to talk and enjoy with you sent you a kiss and a hug

beautiful loves i enjoy every moment with you i am a very happy woman love i love to talk and enjoy with you i sent you a kiss and a hug

Ready to go out with you love where we're going love happy happy company I enjoy a meal a good conversation at candlelight with company like yours

ready to go out with you love where we are going happy love from a nice company i enjoy a meal a good conversation by candlelight with a company like you

I enjoy dressing up sexy baby

I enjoy dressing sexy honey

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Honey, I'm Eimmy, and I'm a very loving, laughing woman. I enjoy every moment of my life. I love sharing with all of you I'm kind I love traveling sharing with wonderful people like you. Kisses I'm very romantic and happy.

I enjoy a good candlelight conversation with a glass of wine and the best company like you..

Love, I'm Eimmy, I'm a very affectionate, smiling woman. I enjoy every moment of my life. I love sharing with all of you, I am kind, I love traveling, sharing with wonderful people like you. I am very romantic and happy. I enjoy a good conversation by candlelight with a wine and the best company like you..

I wanted to share this picture with you a while ago. I took it. I love being tender and sexy..

I wanted to share this photo with you a long time ago. I took it. I love being tender and sexy. It was wonderful to feel sexy. I really enjoy you seeing the change in each photo and the change in the color of my hair..

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I love to be able to lick and have all your cum in my mouth taste you look at you and kiss you caress your whole body that you feel my body close to yours kisses my love enjoy all of you

I love to be able to lick and have all your cum in my mouth, taste you, look at you and kiss you, caress your whole body, make you feel my body close to yours, kisses, my love, I enjoy everything about you.

I love to be able to lick and have all your cum in my mouth, taste you, look at you and kiss you, caress your whole body, make you feel my body close to yours, kisses, my love, I appreciate everything about you.

I love it

¿Would you like to have a little snag with me?

I'd like to have a good conversation before I go to sleep in your arms.

Would you like to have a pickup date with me? You would like to be able to enjoy a good conversation before falling asleep in your arms..

We are in a world where there is only joy and eternity, sun, roses and tenderness, and all for love!

I love to smile and enjoy the moments with good company

We are in a world where there is only joy and eternity, sun, roses and tenderness, and all for love.

I enjoy every moment I can think of you passes the time and I remember with such affection I like to live every stage of my life

I enjoy every moment being able to think about you time passes and I remember with so much affection I like to live every stage of my life

You like how I look in a sexy, beautiful skirt.

Do you like how I look in a sexy and pretty skirt?

I like the freedom to go out walking to the park feel quiet

I like freedom, going out, walking, going to the park, feeling calm..

I like to wear dresses. I look nice. I look stylish.

I like to wear dresses, my body looks nice, it looks elegant.

Here with casual clothes to go out for a walk and enjoy a good view

Here with casual clothes to go out for a walk and enjoy a good view

Come, let me see you, let me know you, let me aspire to possess you and have you for myself

I look sexy dressed as a schoolgirl.

Come, let me see you, let me know you, let me aspire to possess you and have you for myself I look sexy dressed as a schoolgirl

You have the art of desire drawn on every inch of your skin..

You like the way I look in my pajamas.

The art of the sculpture is depicted on every piece of the body. Do you like how I look in pajamas?

The softness of your lips is an exotic nectar I want to taste

The softness of your lips is an exotic nectar that I want to taste

In your hands I find the fire that ignites my desires.

In your hands I find the fire that sets my desires on fire.

Under the sheets of my bedroom, we can compose a symphony of unbridled passion feel the air on my face.

Under the sheets of my bedroom, we can compose a symphony of unleashed passion, feeling the air on my face..

You like love

Happy for you love you like how I look in casual jeans to go out I hope you like.

Happy to you love, you like how I look in casual jeans to go out I hope you like it.

You like the way my ass looks in jeans.

Do you like how my ass looks in jeans?

If all the stars disappeared or died, I should learn to look at an empty sky and feel its sublime total darkness, even if it takes me a little time..

If all the stars disappeared or died, I should learn to look at an empty sky and feel its total darkness sublime, although this takes me a little time..

I like to look you in the eye. You're so happy for me. You like my red underwear..

I like to look into your eyes that you feel so much pleasure in me. You like my red lingerie, it looks sexy and pretty.

I like to wear lingerie so you can take it off. Red passion.

I like to wear lingerie so that you can take it off, red passion color

My opinion when it comes to pleasure is that you have to use all your senses

You looked at me, my soul, and it was such my joy and it is my passion so crazy, that I feel it still seems the kiss of your eyes on my mouth.

My opinion when it comes to pleasure is that you have to use all the senses You looked at me, my soul, and my joy was such And my passion is so crazy, that it still seems to me to feel The kiss of your eyes on my mouth.

I want to drown in your lips, whisper to you in silent words the desire I feel to be part of you and now.

I don't want to wake up..

I want to drown in your lips, whisper to you with silent words the desire I feel to be part of you and now. I don't want to wake up.

If you need love, you let me know and we'll do it

Sometimes I feel like being corny to say, "I love you madly". Sometimes I feel like being a fool to scream, "I love her so much!" Sometimes I wish I was a kid to cry curled up in her bosom. Sometimes I want to be dead to feel, under the damp soil of my juices, that a flower grows breaking my chest, a flower, and say:.

Sometimes I feel like being corny to say: I love you madly. Sometimes I feel like being stupid to shout: I love her so much! Sometimes I feel like being a child to cry curled up in her bosom. Sometimes I feel like I'm dead to feel, under the wet earth of my juices, that a flower grows breaking my chest, a flower, and say:.

Fear of losing both, of living without each other: fear of being far away in the wind of the fog, in the steps of the day, in the light of the lightning, anywhere. Fear that makes them embrace, unite in this air that they now breathe together. And they look and look for that instant flower that when you get it, it dissolves in a breath and you have to go find others in the umbrie garden. Fear, blessed fear that brings desire, agony and rapture, of those who die together and then rise again..

Fear of missing both, living one without the other: fear of being apart in the wind of the fog, in the footsteps of the day, in the light of lightning, anywhere. The two are in love, and they are now living in the same house, which they have shared. When you get the flower, it dissolves in a breath and you have to go find others in the shady garden. Fear; blessed fear that fosters desire, agony and rapture, of those who die together and are later resurrected..

I like to look sexy with wet hair so you can see my piercings on my nipples..

I like to look sexy with wet hair and show my nipple piercings.

Thinking of you, love

In your eyes I was born, - your eyes believe me, I live in your eyes - the sun of my sphere, in your eyes I die, - my house and path, your eyes my grave, - your eyes my land.

Thinking of you love In your eyes I am born, -your eyes create me, I live in your eyes -the sun of my sphere, in your eyes I die, -my house and path, your eyes my grave, -your eyes my land.

I like to remember you.

My tactic is to watch you learn how you are to love you how you are my tactic is to talk to you and listen to you build with words an indestructible bridge my tactic is to stay in your memory I don't know how or under what pretext but to stay in you my tactic is to be frank and know that you are frank and that we don't sell out My strategy is instead deeper and simpler. My strategy is that one day, I don't know how or under what pretext, you'll finally need me..

My tactic is look at you learn how you are love you as you are my tactic is talk to you and listen to you build with words an indestructible bridge my tactic is stay in your memory I don't know how nor do I know under what pretext but stay in you my tactic is be frank and know that you are frank and that we don't sell ourselves drills so that between the two there is no curtain nor abysses my strategy is instead deeper and more simple my strategy is that any day I don't know how nor do I know under what pretext you finally need me.

To love is this timid silence near you, without you knowing it, and to remember your voice when you leave and feel the warmth of your greeting. To love is to wait for you as if you were part of the sunset, neither before nor after, so that we are alone among the games and tales of the dry land. To love is to perceive, when you are absent, your perfume in the air I breathe, and to behold the star in which you go away when I close the door of night..

Loving is this timid silence close to you, without you knowing, and remembering your voice when you leave and feeling the warmth of your greeting. To love is to wait for you as if you were part of the sunset, neither before nor after, so that we are alone between games and stories on the dry land. To love is to perceive, when you are absent, your perfume in the air I breathe, and contemplate the star in which you move away when I close the door at night..

I love to smile and think of you

Give me your hand and we will dance; Hold my hand and you will love me. As one flower we will be, as one flower, and nothing more. We'll sing the same verse, you'll dance at the same pace. Like a tang we will undulate, like an ear, and nothing more. Your name is Rosa and I am Esperanza; But you'll forget your name, 'cause we'll be a dance.

Give me your hand and we'll dance. as a single flower we will be, like a flower, and nothing more. We will sing the same verse, at the same step you will dance. Like a spike we will undulate, like an ear of wheat, and nothing more. Your name is rosa and I am hope; but you will forget your name, because we will be a dance.

I love to smile

Two bodies face to face are sometimes two waves and night is ocean. Two bodies face to face are sometimes two stones and a desert night. Two bodies face to face are sometimes roots in the night linked. Two bodies face to face are sometimes knives and night lightning. Two bodies face to face are two stars falling into an empty sky.

Two bodies facing each other, sometimes there are two waves and the night is ocean. Two bodies facing each other sometimes they are two stones and the desert night. Two bodies facing each other sometimes they are roots in the night linked. Two bodies facing each other sometimes they are knives and the lightning night. Two bodies facing each other they are two stars that fall in an empty sky.

Under the moon we meet, in dreams our bodies merge. Between sighs and groans, our desire is ignited.

Under the moon we meet, in dreams our bodies merge. Between sighs and moans, our desire is ignited.

Your longing lips seek mine with passion, they intertwine in a hot dance that makes my heart vibrate.

Your eager lips they look for mine with passion, they intertwine in a hot dance that makes my heart vibrate.

We are burning fire, two souls longing for each other, entangled in a passion that hurts, until pleasure is unleashed..

We are burning fire, two souls that desire each other, tangled in hurtful passion, until the pleasure is unleashed..

Your skin naked as white canvas, my hands are brushes caressing, we draw in a thousand colors, our bodies loving each other without rest.

your naked skin like a white canvas, my hands are caressing brushes, we draw in a thousand colors, our bodies loving each other tirelessly.

I don't want you to fill the empty places in me, I want to be filled by myself. I want to be so complete that I can light up an entire city and then I want to have you because you and I combined can set it on fire.

I don't want to have you fill the empty parts in me, I want to be full by myself. I want to be so complete that can illuminate an entire city and then want you because we two combined We can set it on fire

Oh, how I love you! With the light of day I call upon thy name, passionate and sad, and when the sky is clothed in shadows yet my soul calls upon thee exalted.. You are the time that guides my hours, you are the idea that attends my mind, because in you is concentrated all that exists, my passion, my hope, my poetry. There is no song that can match your accent or when your love tells me and delusions revealing the faith of your contentment; I tremble at your voice and tremble if you look at me, and I would like to exhale my last burning breath in the air you breathe.

I saw you come through the door, kiss my nose, look me in the eye in that unique way, the way only you look me in the eye: breaking the calendar. I watched you do those simple things that you do to make the world come to its senses, and I didn't know who to thank..

I saw you arrive, cross the door, give me a kiss on the nose, look me in the eyes in that unique way, as only you look in the eyes: breaking the calendar. I saw you do those simple things you do so that the world comes to your senses; and I didn't know who to thank you.

Before loving you, love, nothing was mine: I wandered through the streets and things: nothing counted or had a name: The world was of the air that I expected. I knew ash halls, tunnels inhabited by the moon, cruel hangars that said goodbye, questions that persisted in the sand. Everything was empty, dead and silent, fallen, abandoned and decayed, everything was inalienably alien, everything belonged to others and no one, until your beauty and your poverty They filled the autumn with gifts.

The sun may be clouded forever; the sea may dry up in a moment; the axis of the earth may be broken like a fragile glass. It's all going to happen! Death may cover me with its mourning crest, but never in me can the flame of your love be extinguished..

The sun may be clouded forever; the sea may dry up in an instant: the axis of the earth could break like a weak glass. Everything will happen! May death cover me with its funeral crepe, but it can never go out in me the flame of your love.

When you look at me my eyes are keys, the wall has secrets, my fear words, poems. Only you make my memory a fascinated traveler, a ceaseless fire.

When you look at me, my eyes are keys, the wall has secrets, my fear words, poems. Only you make my memory a fascinated traveler, an incessant fire.

A flower not far from the night My mute body opens to the delicate urgency of the dew.

A flower not far from the night my mute body opens to the delicate urgency of the dew.

It's not your sex that I want in your sex but to dirty your soul: to deflower with all the mud of life that you have not yet lived.

It is not your sex that I seek in your sex but to dirty your soul: to deflower with all the mud of life what has not yet lived..

My clitoris flashes in the beards of the night like a lava petal, like a trembling eye that bliss attacks, that pleasure attacks and counterattacks with delicate juices, feverish salamanders.

I strip naked showing the great fear of not reaching the taking of freedom.

I undress showing the great fear of not reaching freedom.

It is weeping and it is rejoicing; rage and tenderness delusion that resembles prudence, a burning bonfire that grows the more one resists bravery. A lover is sick and unhealing, but with his own wounds he is proud, loneliness pleases him and makes him sad. Time is short and long, it is slow and hard, he is alone in the crowded room; if you speak to him he answers annoyed, there is nothing he does not see similar to the object that causes his care. ¿What is love, you ask? I conclude: live a soul in a body that is not yours.

Well, don't hesitate to take me in your lips, sink your teeth, melt me in your tongue and mix me in your saliva because I want to sweeten every taste bud.

Well, don't hesitate, welcome me into your lips, sink your teeth, melt me on your tongue and mix me with your saliva because I want to sweeten each of your taste buds..

Taste me sweetly and with greed eat me, consume me, devour me, as if I were the forbidden fruit, the apple of sin. Taste me sweetly and with greed you eat me, consume me, devour me, as if I were the forbidden fruit, the apple of sin..

Try me sweetness and greedily eat me, consume me, devour me, as if I were the forbidden fruit, the apple of sin. Try me sweetness and greedily eat me, consume me, devour me, as if I were the forbidden fruit, the apple of sin.

I imagine you want to rub my lips slowly and climb up to my mouth. I can imagine what you want and what makes you wet. Now you imagine. Imagine what you make me feel in my body, in the cave chamber where I'm serving my sentence..

I imagine you want to slowly brush my lips and go up to my mouth. I imagine what you want and what makes you wet. Now you imagine. Imagine that it makes me get wet and come, imagine what you make me feel in my body, in the room of the cave where I serve my sentence.

Come, I invite you to enter my life, I want to hear the soft melody of your voice in my room. your sighs on my bed.

I want my hands to run through every part of your skin, my kisses and caresses to fill you; I want to awaken the desire that lives in you.

I want my hands to cover every part of your skin, for my kisses and caresses to fill you; I want to awaken the desire that resides in you..

I want to be the reason for your smile, the backwater in the storm, the clarity in the dark night, the wake of your fantasies..

I want to be your secret admirer, the one who in the heat of the day, is content just to look at you and at night satisfy your fantasies.

I want to be your secret admirer, the one who in the heat of the day is satisfied with just looking at you and at night satisfies your fantasies..

• To root in your chest, with every beat Sowing me in your arms, fertilized in caresses Curing a sweet love, syrup in your mouth Water with my hands your man-trunk, mine alone. Be born in you every night, stirred in branches, leafy and fertile soil: a lump of flesh like a twisted, twisted mother-wild. Germinate for you every one of my mornings Wrap me in your sad green smile, until

Root me in your breast, with every heartbeat Sow me in your arms, fertilized with caresses Curdle sweet love, syrup in your mouth Water your man's trunk with my hands, mine alone Born in you every night mingled with the branches, litter of leaves and fertile soil: mass of meat like honeysuckle sarmentosa coiled Germ for you every one of my mornings Wrap me in your sad green smile, until it disappears and is a loving fertilizer of a love story, our own, made of sun, light and earthy blood

I love you, love, as the night clings to the morning; as the sun to the window, though I cannot enter it.

I love you, love, like the night to the morning clings; like the sun at the window, though it cannot enter it.

I want to live with you, kiss you, caress you, adore you, feel your skin, your breath, your warmth, and that you love me as I love you, with love..

I want to live with you, kiss you, caress you, adore you; feel your skin, your breath, your heat, and that you love me as I love you, with love..