GizelRose

Hi, I'm Gizel, I'm 28 years old, I want to tell you a little about my tastes.

I find joy in the little things of life, like the delicious taste of chocolate melting on the palate and the comforting warmth of a plush toy hugged in my arms.. My heart is filled with happiness when I share precious moments with my family, whether it’s enjoying a homemade meal together or planning an exciting outdoor adventure.. I love immersing myself in nature, whether it’s camping under the stars, feeling the cool breeze on my face while fishing in a tranquil lake or exploring mountain trails on horseback.. The cold weather is my favorite as it wraps me in a cozy feeling that makes me yearn for a hot cup of hot chocolate while I immerse myself in a good fiction novel. Reading is my passion, and I love to get lost in imaginary worlds full of adventure, mystery and romance. In short, I am an adventurous soul who finds happiness in the warmth of shared moments and the excitement of exploration.

Immersing in nature is like entering a sanctuary where the soul finds its deepest peace and connection. Camping becomes a ritual of communion with the natural environment, where every leaf whispers ancient stories and every breath of the wind carries with it the melody of serenity.. When camping, the senses are awakened by the vastness of the starry sky, and the warm embrace of the fire becomes the beating heart of the night.. Fishing becomes a ballet between the fisherman and the current, where patience becomes an art and every catch is celebrated as a gift from mother nature..

The experience of waiting in silence, with the rod in hand, allows an intimate connection with the aquatic world, where the mind is cleared and the heart opens to the beauty of the simple.. Taking a break in the open air is like returning to the primeval roots of human beings, where the clock stops and problems dissolve in the horizon. Every moment in the open air becomes an active meditation, where the body rejuvenates and the spirit is renewed in the majesty of nature. In the connection with nature, in the act of camping, fishing and taking a break in the open air, we find the very essence of beauty: the simplicity, harmony and renewal that only mother earth can provide..

Today I want to share a little of the things I do not like, in my gastronomic universe, pizza does not occupy a place of honor; its flavor and texture do not manage to awaken my culinary taste. Hot days, with their scorching embrace of the sun, are not my favorite companion; I long for the coolness of the shade and the softness of a mild breeze that caresses my skin.. In my interpersonal sphere, the value of generosity and authenticity is unwavering. The stingy people, with their aura of narrowness and selfishness, do not find resonance in my heart, because I believe in the beauty of sharing and giving without expecting anything in return. But beyond any other discomfort, lying and rude people are an affront to my ethics and values. In my world, honesty and courtesy are fundamental pillars on which meaningful and respectful relationships are built.. Thus, among the delights and challenges that life offers, I draw my own path, a path that is woven with the threads of my tastes, my convictions and my principles, always seeking authenticity and respect in every step I take..

I am a cheerful and radiant girl, always looking for the positive side of life and spreading that energy to those around me. My willingness to learn is unwavering; every experience is an opportunity to grow and develop both personally and professionally. I am spontaneous by nature, enjoying every moment with a freshness and authenticity that defines my way of being. I love meeting new people and immersing myself in enriching conversations that broaden my horizons and allow me to understand different perspectives of the world. For me, every encounter is an opportunity for genuine connection and mutual learning.

I am an adventurous woman, I always look for new horizons and accept the excitement of exploration. My passion for travelling extends beyond mere tourism; it is a deeply rooted desire to immerse myself in the rich tapestry of cultures and landscapes that our world has to offer. Whether walking through dense jungles, wandering the bustling streets of a foreign city or crossing serene mountain trails, I find joy in every step of the journey, every encounter with a new culture awakens my curiosity and opens my mind to new perspectives.. while every breathtaking landscape I encounter leaves an indelible mark on my soul, for me, the world is a boundless playground waiting to be discovered, and I look forward to every new adventure that awaits me

I can't stop admiring you complete, I'm absorbed in your beauty you're almost perfect. That beautiful face of fine and elegant lines, eyes like bright lights that illuminate the room and have that glow of perversity that catches me, you are almost perfect. Those fleshy lips that are to be kissed, bitten and tasted, your round and firm breasts as sculpted in white and fine marble, you are almost perfect. Your long and turned legs that keep between them that treasure that I want to devour and make mine to pleasure, you are a poetry to beauty, please my eyes as the fresh breeze to the buds of the most beautiful flowers of the field, you are almost perfect. I can only enjoy you with the gaze, admire you but not touch you, desire you more never have you are almost perfect because you are my muse but not my wife.

The gentle rain falls.. Which caress that gives pleasure awakens infinite passions.. Which whisper in the ear penetrates my soul.. Which sigh in the air makes me see everything with tenderness.. The gentle rain falls, wets the asphalt, people speed up the pace, birds hide their song, fields expel their aroma to wet soil, the leaves of the trees drop drop the water turned into pearls that hit my window.. ... Behind the glass in my rooms there are clothes scattered, in my bed two intertwined bodies that between kisses and caresses orgasms are forming.. You and I, I flood you fertile land, I moaning you sighing, I feeling your energy you rejoicing.. The gentle rain falls on the grasses of the field listening to our dreams and our charms.. Falling gentle rain bears witness to our love, our passions, our tears and breaks.. The gentle rain falls.

¿Would you like to be my princess? But for a moment stop, think about it, analyze the question. Because it is not in figurative form, nor of course maximized to its literal way, nor is it a camouflaged pretext the sonar, "romantic", to get your panties down. It certainly is, that there is no hidden intention behind that question. As clear as the words are, so clear is my persistence. I don't come to adorn your life, much less to give it that foolish value that has been given to love in this new century. I just come to show you that love has no labels, more than the ones imposed by this society. That if it is good, pure, cute, free, passionate, etc.. I could say an endless number of adjectives more and never allow myself to even get close to the true meaning of what love is. I'm not going to lie, you feel like me, as I feel like a model on the runway of brand lingerie. I don't pretend to be the "right one" because that would sound ridiculous and would be politically dishonest and contradictory to the question in question; but if I'm straightforward and the truth is that I like you, oh yes! I like you! And yes, here I'm trying to turn that no into a yes, into that yes that leaves behind fears and stupid conversations. And the truth is that when I see you is to lose myself in the immensity of your eyes, your hair, your body and yes, also your buttocks. Don't get me wrong you are beautiful, but I'm not trying to look like a cliché lover either, to sound ridiculously cursed and hide my carnal desires for you. The truth is I want you to be my princess with a chance to be my queen.. ¿What do you say, would you like to be my princess?

The pain caused by loneliness, Imagining you in my dreams, Walking those paths That today have another owner. Are you thinking of me? My question, But when I open my eyes And see that I'm just a passionate man. Your affection is another, Your love is another, Your caresses are another, Nothing of you belongs to me anymore. Today, the rain brings me your memory, Your sculptural woman body, Your divine swinging hips as you walk, Your rich way of kissing. I imagine your breasts and nipples excited, Your white belly agitated, Your wet vagina pulsating, Your soft buttocks. And that sweet tunnel between your buttocks That you squeezed and squeezed to make me lose my senses. My desires to have you in my arms Make you mine. Penetrating the deepest of you, Of your wet sex, Of your tight tunnel of love. Woman come to me, I want to feel you, to feel me, to be fire in love.. And ashes when it bursts.

I want to go back to that place where the fantasy came true on that cold night, where our bodies burned with passion. We concealed it very well but we couldn't stand it anymore, I fell in love with you. Other, including wind-blown.. Touching you was the beginning, I couldn't stand having you there without making you mine. I looked into your eyes, that intense look that said do it! Undress me!.. ¡make me yours! That's what I want! I dipped myself in you, sliding my hands from side to side, touching every corner of your body where we were was the least, we didn't care. My tongue enjoyed your silhouette, your waist, your breasts soft as a dawn. Caress me and you took me to a magical and inexplicable place, where we were alone you and I. I penetrated you gently, you were in a beautiful spot, hell is not compared to that heat I did not know how to explain that feeling. You caught me... You seduced me with just one look. I see you, everything is more beautiful next to you, I am at your feet, my life is for you you know very well. You are beautiful inside and out I love you! I can't get tired of looking at you, I don't care if a million years pass, I'd keep looking at you and I'd see you again I wouldn't get tired of doing it. You are that crystalline water source that cleanses my being, only at your side I find complete peace, I disconnect from everything and live only you. I remember the moment when your moans stirred my skin, your words whispered in my ear filled me with warmth and you were there asking for more, your body that of a goddess, my goddess. Our bodies filled with heat, wet in sweat of rich sensation. The smell of passion invaded my breath, how to forget it? how can you forget? You filled every corner of my body, soul and mind. You filled my life, a life that without you is in a corner.. ¡Crushed! I don't want you to forget me. I love to love you, I love to be around you. I love your madness, I love your words, I love your fragrance and your essence. ¿Forget you? don't ask me the impossible, I'd ask to be dead.. To get you out of my life and out of my mind. I wait for you every second, looking at the reflection of the sun.. waiting to see your shadow peek and feel you, hold you and never let you go. Crossing eyes that say it all, intense eyes full of love and passion. I want to make you happy, I'm yours.. I can't think of you enough, it's not enough I need you here for me. Today I'm remembering a blue moment, in that place you'll never forget.

It's your nakedness that disturbs my mind. It's your bare skin that turns my senses on. It is your body the addiction that plunges me into a deep abyss but that when I walk through it raises my being to the glory itself.. It is your look that invites me To kiss every inch of your skin, Explore every corner of you And discover your most intimate secrets.. But it's all you who awakens my instincts And uncontrols my passions.. Passion that feed on you, your breasts, your juicy lips, and your exquisite legs. Your fantasies, Your groans and your orgasms when we make love and you give me your whole soul.

Naked the look inviting desire your breath of fire and your body shameless burst without words in instinctive presence you are flesh in flash rubricando your breath lust and boldness looking for a skin where to shake the guts of pleasure with your manly presence snatch a groan of agony full make her die slow melted and explosive in passionate delivery.

A common walker, travelling in hasty steps, the amazing drunkenness of the world; he was suddenly found, crammed between characters, as famous as any. Drinking the glass of life in a deep feeling; contemplate confused, and, of review, the stunning and, cold robes. And at the meeting of both, without any ambiguity, face to face all dialogued, ambition and hunger, almost tightened, in a silent dialogue they talked, one salivated hungry tasting, the other, smiling brazenly. ambition, rises, ignoring the fall, hunger, chokes agonizing. Later, innocence! , smiled with freshness. And lust exhibited cadential, its dishonor, innocence shakes a hand with tenderness, the sensuality of lust, demands it in caress. It dresses poverty with scarves, while fashion, is a garment of disgrace. Tenderness trembles in the agony of winter, sensual lust burns, before the brazenness of spring. As soon as innocence shelters with spoils, morbidity strips naked, smearing cloth on its skin, the innocent winter submits to its death. But spring exhibits hastily, her two turgent and morbid breasts, which ignite desire in the heat of spring. There is also indifference, paired with frivolity. One pretends insanity in neglect, another, refills through its pores the desire and vanity, that exquisiteness, of morbid delights, at the scream of fashion, is reproduced in abundance. And awakens the sleeping beast, which deliberately annihilates the winter's dust, is the spring that woke panting, before the hardships of the next gestation. She wears her breasts bare, her skin, showing a second skin, and in the middle of it she shows off in agony a flower, which distills the juicy honey that springs up generous, wounded with the deep blow of passion like a red cherry ripe in full. Whoever said that indifference, did not claim in frivolity, was wrong, because today they seem to go hand in hand, gesting in their womb hypocrisy, before a world so proud and petulant.

I touch your mouth with my tongue, I embrace your heart, your eyes are the wings of my hybrid departure of pleasure. I recognize you in the dark by the smell of your pores, you wet my skin. Tears fall on my neck I don't know if I'll see you again, you smothered my essence and without decency I make you mine again and again, backwards, right. Narrow is the hallway, the cold floor, connects me to reality, you look at me with a numb smile make me decide to give you my number. Night of pleasures you're only and period. I touch you and we take flight in different frequencies, we touch channels of the lived senses, diluted in a sigh. I touch your mouth with my tongue, I embrace your heart, your eyes are the wings of my hybrid departure of pleasure. I recognize you in the dark by the smell of your pores, you wet my skin. Tears fall on my neck I don't know if I'll see you again, you smothered my essence and without decency I make you mine again and again, backwards, right. Narrow is the hallway, the cold floor, connects me to reality, you look at me with a numb smile make me decide to give you my number. Night of pleasures you're only and period.

I love you naked and.. I like to love you this way, because in this way there are no tricks or mysteries, because my body being naked at the time of loving you is given without tricks, without disguises, without reservations.. Naked I love you because.. I feel to the bottom your caresses, the running of your hands through my skin without leaving a single corner untouched, make me see my body dressed in your skin and your caresses.. When your kisses dress my body with your saliva, it's when I think that it's worth loving you naked!.. And, I like to love you like that.

Tonight there is no more truce.. Tonight our fantasies will come true.. ♪ Tonight seduce me ♪.. Wake up that hungry wolf that dwells in you and have a waste of lust in this alcove, do not be the spoiled woman you play to be in your daily life tonight. Scratch and mark my back as your territory, bleed my lips with passionate bites while your lascivious face indicates me that more is still missing, tie me to your darkest desires and make me reach the climax of pleasure, please SEDUCE ME. Show me from the couch your naked body, wet and eager to be possessed while I am tied to your bed motionless and eager to drink that honey from you, it provokes my libido to the maximum. That my between leg feels explode you, on the right way keep it like that. Cover my eyes and go up my body caress, bite and lick what you want from me, descend a little in me to unite our desired and wet sexes, go up and down at your pace at your mercy I am tied make me your slave. How much our orgasms explode together, and the moisture arrive and wet our skin, I will be delighted with my wolf; that hungry wolf who dressed her skin as a woman, SEDUCED by such a result with a tender kiss on your lips I will thank you. And we will start again with our game now in the opposite direction; I'm the one who takes the lead and my mistress in my submissive I will turn.

Your feeling that ignites the most dirty and unusual instincts You tie and untie at the same time what was hidden Inside that mourning that was singleness you leave the myths The bodies are lit at the same time. They burn in that bonfire that is the perfect union of the Sexual organs releasing that pressure that lethargic energy Of bodies that cry out loud, take us out, free us! From this let us come out and experience the soul satisfied. Filling every inch of that body that was unsatisfied Warming that breast that was only cold and inert As deadly cold, that ceased to be I came to the fact To make that decision and pull out that strong beast Indomitable, wild, full of thirst for pleasure of that passion That remained until that moment stable, a fire extinguished I came that feeling called passion lit everything Everything, I lost my mind I let myself be carried away by the blessed passion.

Tell me when Morpheus calls you to his chambers, to take possession of all your dreams and your being; what envy of Morpheus that you can have, in the middle of the cold night where dreams can warm our being. If it is true sometimes you need the company of the other, willing to temper your senses, erasing all the cold of shame and fear that you may have; stripping bodies in the middle of the long night, heating souls, melting bodies in a flame of instincts and passion. When it takes the touch of a skin, the fixation of the gaze, the eyes in a body; losing thoughts, letting the desires flow, letting themselves be carried away by the instincts, going crazy with the aromas, sweating for the unbridled movements, in search of thousands of disconnections of the brain synapses, by the glare of a void that runs through your body. When you need the uncontrollable laughter, the emotions expressed in minimal moments of time, which become eternal memories of unique and transient happiness, of bodies that give themselves in soul and spirit to the delight of the other. When it takes words that have no meaning, the breath cut to keep your soul in your body, not allowing it to escape and get lost in these small moments of time, which become eternal memories

At all hours one on top of the other, with that need misunderstood by the others, copulating in freedom. They solve everything in bed or wherever the incontinence of their sex is best accommodated. He, robust and skilled in martial arts, she, executive in constant movement, from here to there, from there to here. The breakfast after a well-kept erection is the bread of every day, and the red ink with which they rewrite their daily dawns. They smile, talk about it and discover little by little how to please themselves. They live for each other, they prefer the infinite of love. Are two passionate about their sex always willing. Materializing in possession, rubs, kisses, hugs and the most exalted pleasure. No matter the heat or the cold, they love each other and neither they themselves know how long will last the forever that they recite daily. The pause comes with her three days a month, in which he contemplates her as he sleeps, while growing in his existence how to live her, how to touch her, how to make her moan and beg for happiness. A happiness emanating from two bodies in unison who prefer to make love and not war.

Is giving love without correspondence. Sublime caresses of a smooth skin, of charms and infinite curves to the feeling. Complices of found bodies, prejudiced to love, of absent souls, of a dreamed night, of legs intertwined with anonymous dawns. Faces of sharp hearts, damaged by great battles, emanating sweats of frustrated loves, withered feelings of old latitudes. Loaded poems of the past, that we once met with open hearts and closed eyes. Love of sex given to shadows, with broken feelings, of hot nights and cold dawns. Satisfied moments and consumed by profane instincts, only incited by the innate pleasure of sin. That satisfies my body to the full and empties my soul to the full.

I'll try to sing to love without any make-up I'll write in the first person, an ephemeris in honor of love An exquisite corpse with images that are never forgotten I love to transform into metaphors, our obscene adventures Sensual effigies that will allow me to survive and keep hopes You'll think I'm dirty. I am, if I get rid of my fears and open up Sex is the ultimate expression of the sublimity of desire I go with the blind pleasure of a lover, to our loving rendezvous We cling to each other, like desperate castaways Let's get drunk with madness as if it were our last day Your kisses flavored with cinnamon and amaranth, An affectionate and erotic poison, distills your loving lips The amorous taste of ecstasy, makes us delirious with its aphrodisiac elixir We undress to experience the overflowing fieriness of the senses I glide over your body in the backlight like a silk luminary We cast a single shadow, like right-handed lovers, loving each other I love the smell of your flesh and it bewitches me Scent of a pretty woman I love you hypnotizing, dazzling and magnetizing from head to toe Impetuous caresses make flames of greedy desires germinate I had been craving these intimate and wild cooing for so long! Our crazy hair spreads like smoke and shadow. It's impossible to stop or quell the fury. You leave like a ripe rose, petal by petal I look at you and you amaze me with the beauty of a naked statue How pleasant it is to walk through you and discover yourself with my gaze Your walking lips entertain my body with daring cuddles I feel the rubbing of the nipples of your breasts, like hummingbird flutters Your wonderful erect nipples, seduce and increase the frenzy Your erect breasts look like garbish fruits exposed to the wind Your damp hair, Your luxuriant hair, absorb all the ardent enjoyment The silky hair is beautiful and sweet, from your crotch You hear tender words that I express and that excite us The expression of absence of your eyes and pupils, they express it all The hunting rhythm of your hips, ruminates me to pieces The hot and agitated dives between your thighs, They make me shudder Open your knees for my daring eyes and give you the craziest kisses Greedily carve my tongue, the thirsty stalactite of desire Madness, rapture, delusions and insane alienated shadows! Let's Burn. Quememonos. Let's devour each other like carnivorous vultures Sighs and groans broken with kisses, spread naked We know love is dirty, it's more burning and loving Your face and throat offer unconditionally and impurely They want to be splashed like the cliff that bleeds to the sea Get drunk with the scandalous honey and the crystals of dew You don't filter or amend anything. You offer yourself like an open pomegranate You lie like a gladiator resigned to the will of fate Refresh my anxiety with your saliva the restlessness of my sex That beautiful embellish the rose to your greedy pubis I invade you and you hasten me. Warm is the hospitality of your oasis Become a lustful waterfall. Open up like a flower without fear Don't stop your loving adventure. Open wide like the wind I venerate your thighs with kisses and saliva I try to melt them! Release me with the reflux of your harmonious belly Your eyes in absence, seem to fix the gaze on the infinite I am fascinated by the ironic smile and the salmon-pink, of the whipped sex Crazy spasms demand deeper and merciless inlays The caverns are spurred without mercy like ijares That delight feels as I penetrate burning inside you We know we love each other as we melt like a piece of bronze I burn like a sea of impetus. I know I'll die out like beach foam Passionate foams are born from the stormy reflux Limitless cravings, hunger for meat and sweet pleasures We pour in unison, as if we dream the same bubbles of sacred liquor emanate from the seductive snake We ejaculate stars and hundreds of sparks of joy Now you enjoy the smell of melted honey, burning holocaust A legion of kisses extinguish as wounded warriors, expiring Our bodies lie exhausted, as if they had fought to death Exhausted we separated and watched surrendered, the uncovered sky.

¿Why do you unleash beast desires when I remember you? Is your soul the extension of my thoughts? I was too happy and that's why I sing without discernment our evocations I dissect between verses, groans and shadows of our encounters I want to write listening to your heart and the verses of your sex You gave me like an open book, so I could write with your essence Sense and pleasure, depend more on the expression that gives reason It is disturbing to express my emotions with joy and explosive joys They were beautiful nights of love, greedy, warm, greedy You will be my eternal and great love. I survived and I'll be at the mercy of your desires Possessing you was clinging to elusive dreams and hopes It's a torture to avoid thinking about you, not to have a night erection We're apple and snake. Two hearts seduced by desire It's wild the passion that attracts me and clings to you. Tell me you still remember me and you love me a little bit I know I can never forget you. You are unique and perverse Nudity gives us the most beautiful landscapes of nature I tried to be tender and compassionate with your fragile body, as much as possible There is no more beautiful landscape than seeing you melted to my body I love to see how you fade and give yourself unhindered All the bad and dark of life, is forgotten when I embrace you Will I be necrophilic for conceiving orgy scenes, with you? Love me without censorship. With free eroticism, without amendments You are a magnet for my desires, when you erase the memory of time Never stop loving us like beasts in heat Dare to enjoy intimate, delicious and impudent mischief Let me be more expressive and touch you, playing with the senses I know the buttons on your body, that put the hair on the tip I feel the trembling of your flesh, predicting a cascade of emotions Let us experience the tantric process and the awakening of our senses It is proverbial the knowledge that enhances our amateur skills The sense of smell allows us to vent compatibility with moods and fantasies Avoid those sarcastic whims that make us sick or embarrassed Let me try you with delight and no circumstances. Enjoy with appetite the cravings Listen with curiosity and drink the essence of the tender and dirty words Let's handle ourselves with skill. Let’s touch ourselves in a loquacious and accurate way The subtly visualized allows us to see with delight our bodies We manifest ourselves naturally without pretence, as we are, without disguises

The prelude is a ritual that allows our senses to enjoy Meditation allows us to enjoy incredible orgasms for hours We look straight into each other's eyes, deciphering what we think or feel We concentrate on the journey, without thinking about the end of the road Only the stimulation of the senses allows us to enjoy the process Exploring the areas of the body with sensuality, It's an art We live a sensory and emotional experience, anointing ourselves with oil The jumble of garments augurs an anarchic crowd of shadows We dance enjoying pleasure and enjoy our genitals We value every kiss, caress, hug, even adoring each other We live in the present, in total surrender in the now We accept each other, physically and spiritually, in totality Candles, incense, and food spice up our souls Everyone expresses what they feel or want, with absolute freedom Hugs convey peace, sensitivity, strength, joy, good sense We let ourselves be carried away with our eyes closed to forget and trust I feel myself standing erect as I feel your kisses and your caresses fade My impatient fingers obsess with your nipples Your mouth opens like a sluice to the little sea of desires Still I see you sipping with an aftertaste, every last drop of my body No one can imagine the amount of pleasure that hands and lips bring We enjoy the harmonious and fluid movement like the sea waters There is no hurry to ejaculate, otherwise we enjoy this pagan idolatry All of our sexual energy is at our mercy or at our discretion Why do they sound beautiful and exciting, our dirty words? Your moans of passion beg more and more, fiery violence Gallop over me. Gallops like a plain amazon Your body roars and is cast in chaste, in the immoral struggle. Shout uncensored, without obstructing the erotic zafarrancho Unleash yourself with insolence like a shameless woman given over to lasciviousness You are salacious and libidinous, carnal and fornicating like a virgin of lupanar Little remains of the wild and rustic girl, of village habits Madness confuses us in an absurd skein of lines Madness is fierce, it entangles us, it knots us, over and over again We adore and express admiration for our body parts We forget about time to enjoy: One hundred percent Nothing tastes bad to me and I don't see anything dirty, in your private parts In fornication, your lubricity brings eroticism to the touch I masturbate you a couple of times, to make the night phosphorescent The splendor of the sequins is glorious, When exhaling sybaritic moans It's fantastic to experience orgasms with your whole body I'll never forget that look of yours, the expression on your face and mouth Dying little by little, is the absurd fate of lovers

Here I wait for you just like my coffee, burning and full of desire, to feel in me your body, and your lips, burning messengers. This morning I want woman, with my desires lit, taste you total and full, with my heart-pounding caresses. I want to be your bouquet, that you appropriate my being, you taste me palm to palm, until you make me crazy, with pleasure taken away. With only a cup in my hand, and my body feverish to possess you, I will wait for your arrival impatiently, to taste together this coffee, with a throbbing desire charged.

It's your nakedness that disturbs my mind. It's your bare skin that turns my senses on. It is your body the addiction that plunges me into a deep abyss but that when I walk through it raises my being to the glory itself.. It is your look that invites me To kiss every inch of your skin, Explore every corner of you And discover your most intimate secrets.. But it's all you who awakens my instincts And uncontrols my passions.. Passion that feed on you, your breasts, your juicy lips, and your exquisite legs. Your fantasies, Your groans and your orgasms when we make love and you give me your whole soul.

Come here.. You are the inspiration of this poem. Come here.. To read with me. Come here.. You're here. You are the inspiration of this poem. You're here. Cause I wanted you and you made me want. You're here. You're your blonde hair. You're your blue eyes. You are your legs. You are your buttocks. You're the girl in this picture. I paint you. I'll make you. They Were Death. ♪ for ever ♪. You're like an engraving I made centuries ago. And today I've pulled out of the drawer. From the drawer of my soul. I've always loved you.. You have wanted to be. And I've created you. To love you. And you love me. because.. You are my love". My creature. My darling. My love. And look what else I say: I play with you. Let's play. We danced. We smile. We wish. And I say more: once is enough. Memory forgets. But not the soul.

Link of hands expressing the need to be need that squeezes and sighs, that is enjoyed with words fading dryness with freshness that pacifies. Like your memories that cause my smile where my lip slips between my hands, biting my anxiety. Desired music is to feel my fists squeezing him and more to shut my mouth with a rest after hearing the warmth of your words, breathe me with your smell privatize me with your hands, and fail me with your strength enduring you in the memory of my senses by the constancy of the righteousness of your brutality as water frost on the skin that fades and provokes sexuality that only detonates for you.

Between the skin distance, passion is lit, burning desire in every song. A sneaky look, a sigh in the wind, two bodies that long to meet in time. The night becomes an accomplice of our desires, while our bodies draw bold paths. Your words play with my mind and heart, creating a fire in the soul that defies reason. Even though the miles are a present obstacle, our desire is fed in a glowing way. Passion is tangled in the thread of the universe, and in every thought, we find ourselves immersed.

Pleasures I keep falling towards you, while you sink into my body, I want to get around my kisses soaked in caresses, reborn with the moon, embracing the sun, without fear of love, the stench of a sleeping heart burning its feelings trying to live today, breathing is controlled, feelings absorbed, opening the doors to mere pleasure, warm, wet connection, purulent mouths kissing the sublime of the doors of hedonism without cynicism I masturbate through your smell.