SharonKlart

In Orihuela, his town and mine, I have died like a lightning strike of Ramón Sijé, whom I loved so much.) I want to be the weeping gardener of the land you occupy and dung, soul mate, so early. Feeding rains, snails and organs my instrumentless pain, to the discouraged poppies I will give your heart for food. So much pain is clustered in my side, that it hurts me to the breathe.. A hard hand, a cold blow, an invisible and murderous axe, a brutal push has knocked you down. There is no greater extension than my wound, I weep my misfortune and its sets and I feel more your death than my life. I walk on the tracks of the dead, and without anyone's warmth and without comfort I go from my heart to my affairs. Early death raised the flight, early dawned the dawn, early you're rolling on the ground. I do not forgive the death in love, I do not forgive the life inattentive, I do not forgive the earth or nothing. In my hands I lift a storm of stones, lightning and shrill axes thirsty for catastrophe and hungry. I want to dig the earth with my teeth, I want to separate the earth partly into dry, hot lace. I want to mine the earth until I find you and kiss your noble skull and unbutton you and come back. You will return to my garden and my fig tree: by the open in the reeds. Leave me in a craving for dark planets, but don't show me your cool waistline!

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Because we were friends and sometimes we loved each other; perhaps to add another interest to the many that already obliged us we decided to play intelligence games. We put a board in front of us that was equal in pieces, in values, in the possibility of moves. We learned the rules, swore respect and the game began. Here we are a century ago, sitting, meditating bitterly how to give the last claw that will annihilate in an unappealable and, forever,,

To be in love is to play with a lighter hand. You stretch yourself, you're fine. You see things through his eyes. A cardinal is red. The sky is blue. Suddenly you know he knows too. He's not there but you know you're enjoying winter together, or a slight spring weather. His hand to take your hand is too much. Too much to bear. You can't look into his eyes 'cause your pulse shouldn't say what it shouldn't say. When he closes a door - it's not there - And you're free with a frightening freedom. You're the beautiful half of a golden wound. Remember and lust for your mouth to touch it, to whisper to it. Oh when confessing is a sure death! Oh when expressing is to hypnotize, to see fall, the Golden Column, in the most common ashes.

We, unfamiliar with courage, exiled from pleasure, wrapped in the shell of loneliness, until love descends from its sacred temple and presents itself before our eyes to free us to life.. Love comes and on its train comes ecstasy old memories of joy old stories of pain. And if we are bold, love tears from our souls the chains of fear. In the warmth of the light of love we abandon our shyness we dare to be brave And suddenly we see that love costs us everything we are and everything we can be. And yet it's love that sets us free. Love exists, by Cristina Peri Rossi Love exists as a fire to burn in its beauty all the ugliness of the world. Love exists as a gift from the benign goddesses to those who love beauty and multiply it, like bread and fish.. Love exists as a gift only for those who are willing to give up any other gift.. Love exists to inhabit the world as if it were the paradise that a distracted lover lost through laziness for lack of wisdom.. Love exists to make clocks pop long becomes short the short infinity and beauty erases the ugliness of the world

No, it does not separate two loving souls, no case, no cruel case, no mercy: it never diminishes love, nor deviates, and it is one and unchanging at all times.. It is a lamp that howls with raging thunderstorms, with unmoving lights that defy; a fixed star that guides ships; you measure its height, but its essence you ignore.. Love does not follow the fleeting current of age, that undoes the colors of flowery lips and cheeks. You are eternal, love: if this denies my life, I have not felt your burns, nor have I known to understand your wonders. . The threatened, by Borges Is love. I'll have to hide or run away. Grow the walls of your prison, like in a dreadful dream. The beautiful mask has changed, but as always it is the one. ¿What good will my talismans do to me: the exercise of the letters, the vague erudition, the learning of the words used by the rough North to sing its seas and its swords, the serene friendship, the galleries of the library, the common things, the habits, the young love of my mother, the military shadow of my dead, the timeless night, the taste of sleep? To be with you or not to be with you is the measure of my time. The pitcher is broken over the fountain, the man is raised at the voice of the bird, those who look through the windows are darkened, but the shadow has not brought peace.. It is, I know, love: the anxiety and the relief of hearing your voice, the waiting and the memory, the horror of living in the future. It's love with its mythologies, with its useless little magic. There's a corner I don't dare to pass. Already the armies surround me, the hordes. (This room is unreal; she has not seen it. ) The name of a woman betrays me. It hurts a woman all over my body. . Someday, by Dario Jaramillo Agudelo Someday I will write a poem that does not mention the air or the night; a poem that omits the names of flowers, that does not have jasmine or magnolias. Someday I'll write you a poem without birds or fountains, a poem that bypasses the sea and doesn't look at the stars. Someday I'll write you a poem that is limited to running my fingers over your skin and turn into words your look. Without comparisons, without metaphors, someday I will write a poem that smells of you, a poem with the rhythm of your pulses, with the squeezed intensity of your embrace. Te puede interesar: 10 tricks so that the passion does not decay. Bridge through my window, by Audre Lorde Cavada in curve and chest adorned with light pearls gush down my elongated arms to the floor. Oh bridge sister bless me before I sleep the wild air is spreading and I'm challenged beyond strength or endurance on water. Love, we are both banks on the left a country where time is enough and on the right the land where pearls sink into the ground and sprout day. United our bodies have become one without merging and this thin necklace anchors in night. And while he conspires to make secrets his two eyes we comb the other bank looking for a step home.

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L'homme est la plus élevée des créatures; la femme is the most sublime of the ideals. God made for man a throne, for woman an altar.. The throne exalts; the altar sanctifies. L'homme est le cerveau, the woman is the heart. The brain makes the light, the heart produces the love.. The light is fruitful, the love rises. L'homme est fort par la raison; la femme is invincible by the tears. The reason convinces; the tears move. L'homme est capable de tous les héroïsmes; the femme of all the martyrs. The heroism ennobled; the martyr sublime. L'homme à la suprématie; the femme the preference. The supremacy means the force; the preference represents the right. L'homme is a genius, the femme is an angel. The genius is immeasurable, the angel is indefinable.. The aspiration of the man is the supreme glory, the aspiration of the woman is the extreme virtue.. Glory makes all that is great; virtue makes all that is divine.. L'homme is a Code; the femme is an Evangile. The man thinks, the woman thinks.. To think is to have a larva's head, to think is to have a halo's forehead.. L'homme is an ocean; la femme is a lake. The ocean, the pearl that adorns, the lake, the poetry that illuminates. L'homme is an eagle who flies; la femme is the rossignol who sings. To fly is to dominate space, to sing is to conquer the soul.. L'homme is a temple; la femme is the sanctuary. Before the Temple we discover; before the Sanctuary we lie down. Enfin: l'homme est placé où finit la terre; la femme où commence le ciel. The man is placed where the earth ends, the woman where the sky begins. ».

Je vous propose parmi les grappes, les segments verts et les roses, Mon cœur naïf qui s'humilie devant ta bonté; Thy loving hands do not want to destroy him, Thy eyes are rejoicing in my simple gift. In the shadowy garden my body is weary of the morning's auras covered with rosé; like in the peace of a dream I slip beside you the fugitive moment I aspire to rest. When the divine storm is quiet in my tempes, I'll stretch out, playing with your thick locks, on your wedding day, my front is sleeping,.

Aimer est ce silence timid près de toi, sans que tu le saches, et souviens-toi de ta voix quand tu pars et ressent le chaleur de votre salutation. I love you when you are silent, and I love you when you are silent. To love is to wait for you as if you were part of the couch of sunshine, neither before nor after, for we are alone among games and stories on the land of the dead..

Bless be the year, the point, the day, the season, the place, the month, the hour and the country in which he makes beau regarde enchaîné à mon âme. Blessed be the most sweet persistence to abandon me to this love that lives in my soul, and the bow and arrows, from which now the wounds seem to be open again.. Blessed be the words with which I sing the name of my beloved; and my torment, my anguish, my soupirs and my tears. Well, they're in the font of my praise and, finally, my thought, because she doesn't want me to share it..

I wish I didn't wish to love you, but if I turn away from you, I'm really sorry to leave you. If I demand of you a reward in payment for my services, jours pour toi pour les avantages le chagrin, la douleur et la passion, pour plus d'inconsolation. If I demand of you a reward in payment for my services, jours pour toi pour les avantages le chagrin, la douleur et la passion, pour plus de inconsolation. If I demand of you a reward in payment for my services, jours pour toi pour les avantages le chagrin, la douleur et la passion, pour plus de inconsolation. If I demand of you a reward in payment for my services, jours pour vous pour les avantages le chagrin, la douleur et la passion, pour plus de inconsolation. And I can't dislike you even if I turn away from you, and if I think I don't love you? I'm really sorry to leave you. I forget to forget you..

I've already abandoned everything and I've said and it's like that I've changed, qui est mon bien-aimé pour moi, et je suis pour mon bien-aimé. When the chasseur doux threw me and left me exhausted, dans les bras de l'amour my soul was fallen. And take a new life, that's how I've exchanged qui est mon bien-aimé pour moi, and je suis pour mon bien-aimé. He wounded me with an arrow of love, and my soul was made one with its Creator, I want no more of another love, because I gave myself to my God, and my beloved is for me, and I am for my beloved..

No, cela ne sépare pas deux âmes aimantes case défavorable ni entêtement cruel: L'amour ne diminue jamais ni ne dévie, et c'est un et sans change à toute heure. It is not a matter of love, but of love, and it is not a matter of love.. It's a marvel that the roaring storms with the still rays defy it; star fixed that guides the ships; you measure its height, but you ignore its essence. L'amour ne suit pas le courant éphémère de l'âge, qui défait les couleurs des lèvres et des joues fleuries. L'amour does not follow the flow of the age, which defeats the colours of the lips and the flowery joys.. You are eternal, Love: if that were not my life, I did not feel your ardor, I didn't even know how to understand your wonders.

Sharon Klar

Welcome on my profile, I want to talk to you a little bit about me, outside of my job..

I consider myself a very sociable, friendly and respected person, so I hope to receive the same from you, I don't like rude people, I'll be there to have fun, advise and be a good friend..

I am someone who is deeply interested in sensuality and eroticism in life. I find a particular value in the intimate connection and consider passion as an essential part of existence that deserves to be explored in depth, because it gives us the opportunity to discover new facets of pleasure and closeness.

Despite my penchant for sensuality, I also have a weak secret for ice cream. The flavors and textures of a delicious ice cream onctueuse bring me a real happiness..

Nature makes me really happy and my environment gives me peace and tranquility, I get rid of my problems and return to work recharged and positive.

When we think of relaxation and tranquility, most of us imagine a lush, wet forest, the smell of leaves after the rain, watching the sun set on the top of a mountain, putting our feet in the sand where the only thing we can hear is the sea breeze... The fact of being in a calm environment is already synonymous with well-being.. Cela semble magique, nous avons juste besoin d'un peu de bon oxygène pour entrer dans nos poumons, le silence et le tour is played, the peace is taking possession of us. These natural environments are ideal for re-energising themselves. ». It doesn't have to be a place where you can go to the beach, but the beach is an ideal destination to rest..

On the other hand, the beach is a place I consider comme mon refuge, a space where I find serenity. The sound of waves, the salty breeze and the sand beneath my feet fill me with peace. I like to enjoy simple pleasures such as long promenades, long beaches, sunbathing and swimming in the sea. In addition, the beach offers a magnificent setting for romantic and sensual moments, which makes it a very special place for me..

My favourite pastime is dancing, I like it and amuse myself to the fullest. Watching movies and preparing dinner to spend a day relaxing. Going out on my motorcycle to see small towns is the best I like too much. Listen to the music and sing. It frees me from my problems and does me good..

I identify with cats, they are very tender and independent, I love animals, they are the best friend of the human being.

In short, I am someone who lives his life with passion, who enjoys sweet pleasures and who finds peace on the beach. My life is full of emotions and pleasures, and I am always ready to explore new experiences and make new discoveries on my way.

I like organic conversations, we can talk about sex and your most spicy fantasies, I like to be submissive or dominant. I have many toys to have fun and different outfits, tell me what you have in mind I'm sure we will have an instant connection.

Joy is my most characteristic character trait. I always find reasons to smile and enjoy the little pleasures of life. My laughter is contagious and I like to share moments of joy with those around me. Joy is my way of embracing life and transmitting love and positivity to those around me..

I'm too naughty, I like to moan really loud using my vibrator, I always have the best orgasms, and my pussy gets too creamy and I do the best squirt. I like to moan your name loudly after each vibration, it makes me hot to imagine that you touch me and kiss my whole body.

Do you like lingerie, I have many colors and transparencies, you can ask me to use your favorite, I like to wear heels, latex boots, leather lingerie and harnesses, I like to look good for you, please you with my sensual body, I have garter stockings that adorn my legs.

I love spanking, leave my ass red. I am very daring, I have many instruments to be your submissive number one, gag ball, spanking paddle, anal plug, necklace to be your slave, heels and leather clothes, You have to be a good teacher, I like to obey if you treat me well and if I also feel pleasure, that's why I like that you make me vibrate to please you better, I know you would like to see me as your obedient girl. I like romantic dates, I am passionate about being able to see your face under a dim light, I want you to tell me what you like, what is the reason why you want to be with me, and that we want the night to end soon so that we can later get involved in a hot night full of pleasure.

Take off my clothes slowly while you kiss me, feeling more and more heat in our bodies, I want you to touch me all over while you kiss every inch of my body, say what you want to do with me and I will be willing to give you all the pleasure in the world.

My only rule in the room is that you be respectful, that you know when it's time to speak bravely and when it's time to speak erotically. Since XLove is a big part of my life, I want it to remain a friendly place with nice people who understand why I'm here!

I promise I'll do everything I can to make you happy. Je veux être ton arc-en-ciel après une journée pluieuse, ton soleil après une journée nuageuse, the colour that you see after a grise journée. I'll try to make you happy, smile and even more if you wish. ♪ A lot of kisses and a lot of smiles ♪.

I can be an angel from heaven, the devil from hell, the serious girl or the playwright, the legendary lady or the simply cute girl. The atmosphere and the person with whom I pass the time will make me one of them. Who do you want me to be?

I was born on March 11th and my name is Andrea. I like things calm, calm and quiet, I rarely like things hectic. I prefer always a calm environment to an extraordinaryly moving environment..

My dreams for the future are to be able to live comfortably under my own rules and conditions, to have my place established because I am not a traveling soul, I love the idea of ​​putting down roots and staying in a place to live comfortably with the ones I love. and since I love food and sensuality, I would like to have my own establishments where I can exploit those passions.

Mon quotidien est une aventure intéressante and I'd like to share my time with you. I also like to try something new (especially in a sexual way)). Even if I don't lose hope and I remain positive and open to everyone. I enjoy every moment of my life and I see every day as if it were the last.. Because it's so easy to make this world better simply by giving him a smile that everyone needs.. One day, I hope to make the entire planet happier by visiting every corner and smiling at everyone..

Ma chambre is an amusant endroit où nous pouvons tous passer du temps et profiter l'un de l'autre, alors ne soyez pas impoli avec moi. My room is an amusing place where we can all pass the time and enjoy each other, so don't be impoli with me. If you want to have a true pleasure, press the true private button and pass the best moment of your life. If you like to discuss here, do not be gourmand and respect my time, appreciate me S'il vous plaît, respect me and respect my rules.

My motto is to always say oui ». I love trying something new and I'm very excited to do it in front of amazing crowds.. When you look at me, my pussy is wet.. If you want to help her even more, make her feel good with the help of my interactive toy.. I told you I could be a sale fille! Well, if you feel so excited that you don't want to share this beautiful spectacle with anyone else, then press the private button and enjoy this unique pleasure only with me.. ...

Come share your ghost with me. I can be the girl of your dreams, on a romantic date, full of wine and romance and love and making love, or maybe I can be the naughty secretary who can stay up late after work and relieve you of the stress of a hard day's labor.. Or maybe I'm the bad girl you should discipline and I've given you a lesson.. The private moments are moments to pass alone and to share dreams and ideas.. I can be your fantastic angel.

Mais comme toute fille, I like to make me pleasure with shopping and spa days.. I like to buy clothes and cosmetics to make you feel more beautiful.. Manucures are a pleasure, because I like well-groomed hands.. I like to work out to maintain my figure. You can go to the gym, swim and maybe a yoga class or two, see, I love flowers.. What does the girl do to you? I like to spend time with my friends in the cafes and observe the world.. I like to eat in elegant restaurants with a view on the landscape and intoxicating air..

Je vous propose parmi les grappes, les segments verts et les roses, Mon cœur naïf qui s'humilie devant ta bonté; Thy loving hands do not want to destroy him, Thy eyes are rejoicing in my simple gift. In the shadowy garden my body is weary of the morning's auras covered with rosé; like in the peace of a dream I slip beside you the fugitive moment I aspire to rest. When the divine storm is quiet in my tempes, I'll stretch out, playing with your thick locks, on your wedding day, my front is sleeping,

Couvre-moi, mon amour, le toit de ma bouche avec cette mousse extrême extrême, qui est le jasmin de ceux qui savent et de ceux qui brûlent, germé sur la pointe du corail rocheux (I'm covered with my mouth with this extreme mousse, which is the jasmine of those who know and those who burn). Rends-moi fou, mon amour, ton sel, fou, your flower supreme is thundering and fierce, your fury is in the diadem of the eyelet that bites.. Oh tight flow, love, oh gorgeous warm snow bubbling through such a narrow and raw cave, to watch how your beautiful neck you glide, my love, and it rains jasmines and stars of saliva!

Oh, as my body blossoms, of all the veins, with more aroma, since I recognized you! Listen, I walk more thinly and more straight, and you wait.. But who are you? I feel how far away, how I lose the old, feuille après feuille. Only your smile remains as many stars about you, and soon me too.. To all that marked my childhood without name, always shines, like water, I'll give your name on the altar, it's on your hair, and surrounded, lightly, by your breasts..

You have no person to kiss your scarlet lips, nor who shrinks your elastic waist, says your look. You have no one to love you, you have no one to introduce yourself.. Ton regard says that la nuit, seul, tu soupires et dis dans l'ombre chaude les choses terribles. It is the night, alone, your soupires and say in the hot sun, you are terrible... Les choses de l'amour que personne n'a entendu, those that are said to those who love well vers quatre heures. Vers quatre heures du matin, when a little cold invades the chambre and the dawn rises. When I lie down, tired and alone, I think of your big lips, your hair and your black eyes.. ‍

He plays with a hand lighter. You are alone, you are well. Toutes les choses à travers ses yeux All these things are in your eyes. A cardinal is rouge. The sky is blue. Suddenly, you know that he knows you too. It's not there but you know they're enjoying the winter or a lighter spring.. Sa main pour tenir la vôtre, it is too. Too many things to support. You can 't see anything except your eyes because your pulse shouldn 't say it.. When the steel carries you free with a frightening freedom. You are a moitié belle d'une blessure dorée. Recupérez et codaz votre boîte to speak, to whisper. Oh when your grandfather is a certain death! Oh when you express it is hypnotiser, pour la voir, the Colonne d'Or, dans les plus courants.

from what the Big Bang loved the universe like a worm was all I needed to write the history of space and time and everything counts (and everything more importantly) as our love and I don't know if it was the case born of an atom or Adam I only know that when we met a big bang shook my ribs like an atomic bomb stronger than the first heartbeat so high that I covered my ears and pressed my chest and I closed my eyes but your voice I transformed my darkness at dawn and in my eyes They opened up even more each time word and maybe you asked me if I felt well, or maybe you told me your name but all I heard say "let it be done" light".