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Because of thy green eyes thou hast lost me, siren of those whom Ulysses, sagace, loved et feared. Because of your green eyes you lose me. For your green eyes there, ephemeres, shining with a thousand fires, of anger, of melancholy; for your green eyes so full of peace, mystérieux comme mon espoir; for your green eyes, sort efficace, You saved me.  Sometimes I feel like I'm saying, "I love you madly". Sometimes I feel like I'm stupid, crying, "I love him so much!" Sometimes I have the impression of being a child crying in my own skin. Sometimes I feel like I'm dead, under the wet soil of my juice, that a flower pushes me to break my breast, a flower, and says:.My slave, crains-moi. I love you.. My slave! I am with thee the most vast coucher of sunshine in my sky, and in it my soul shines like a cold star.. When they're away from you, my pas come back to me. My own fouet tombs on my life. You are what is in me and who is far. Fuyant comme a chœur de brumes chassées is a French musical.. Next to me, but where? Far, what is far. And what, being far under my feet, march. The echo of the voice beyond silence. And what grows in my soul like mousse in ruins. Let's go for a walk. Petite amie, you know you can count with me. Je la regarde dans les yeux et une touche d'amour reconnaître dans le mien n'alertez pas vos fusils Je ne pense même pas à quel délire malgré la veine ou peut-être parce que ça existe You can count on me yeah of other times I find myself in a maussade without reason. I don't think about it. I can still count on you. I'd like to say with you it's so beautiful you know you exist on se sent vivant et quand je dis ça je veux dire compter même si c'est jusqu'à deux même s'il est jusqu'à cinq heures it's no longer à moi to come rush to my rescue mais savoir à coup sûr that you know you can count on me.If you love me, love me all over, not in the dark or the light. If you love me, love me black and white, and gray, green and blond, and brown... And early morning at the open window! If you love me, don't cut me off the word, love me all. Or you don't love me.

Neither souvenirs nor presages: just present, in chantant. Neither silence nor mots: your voice, only, only, speaking to me. Neither hands nor lips: just two bodies, far away, separated. Neither light nor darkness, eyes nor sight, vision, the vision of the soul. And finally, neither pleasure nor sorrow, neither heaven nor earth, neither above nor below, neither life nor death, nothing but love, nothing but love. ​

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I think you're sad but I'm just a happy snail, crawling between your toes I think you're drooling, when you know you're all inside, Add a moment when vous apparaissez: Mythique se faisant passer pour un acteur de cinéma, je ne veux pas, je me perds between reasonable similarities What children do we know?. Open thirty hours a day, accessibility assured I can be a free boomerang, and I think of you: oblique journey, and I ask you, Only you can tell me what the path tells me. And that you come, or die, in my vision You ask me, and I ask you, you disarm me and gather me. Like a comic strip unfinished, like an amazing hope, I drink where you want, because we don't know.

And covet thy body, thy skin sweetly glissant in mine. Ta peau: Memorized Salt Card I covet that tongue tingling on my rim Pumping leg inside: ritual of awakening our instincts, shared saliva, scents in unison I covet your simple nakedness, the decomposition of breaths, we look lost who are looking for each other, your neck opens to me, the fragility of this momentary ascent that we love in our body where we die, Again, in life, where we live for a moment, in death

To meet my lovers at the wake fascinates me, it's a great emotion to savour the pleasure that awaits me at your side, the most favorable moment is in the morning before the sun rises.. I get up quietly to wake the others and prepare to go to the meeting... I'm waiting and I'm dying to be by his side, I've so many things to say and do with him that I just like to think.. I like to go to a meeting alone, without witnesses to interrupt us.. He is beautiful, immense, generous, tender, at the bottom he is a guard of wonders, sometimes he is calm, calm, serene, clear.. However, sometimes he is aggressive, turbulent and courageous, but in any way I love him and I can't pass him up.. When I arrive, he waits for me with a very long night or a silver tapestry inviting me to enter with him, this silver lightning makes my tears appear.. He has some presents ready for me and he places them at my feet, I receive them very gratefully.. I take off my shoes and go towards him, who on receiving me begins to caress me feet and legs very softly, this provides me an intense pleasure and I sing him, he remains silent à l'écoute, sans critiquer si je suis en désaccord. We have walked together for several hours, caressing and appreciating, prolonging the joie de plaisir that awaits me at your side.. He seems euphoric, he approaches me and sometimes he moves away but comes back to touch me with his warmth.. Immediately, he bathes me everywhere, I feel an enormous jouissance and I enter there where with his caresses he makes me float and I sleep almost on it, savoring its rich salée flavour. There are moments when he is very passionate and gives me all the blocking blows, but I always like it and I appreciate it.. Parfois, en me baignant avec lui, je danse, tourne et saute, tous deux enveloppés dans une énorme masse de mousse qui me fait sourire de satisfaction. Sometimes, when I'm bathing with him, I dance, I spin and jump, all wrapped up in a huge mass of mousse that makes me smile with satisfaction.. What I love about him is that he is tireless, that he never stops, that he moves day and night.. Mmmm, it's delicious and with so many caresses I finish everything moulded... He is very understanding and knows how to listen to my cries of pain, when I have a pain I see him and I tell him in a high voice, crying and seeing the greatness of God in him.. Les couchers de soleil à côté de lui sont quelque chose de fantastique, the shade of the sun is reflected on his face.. And the nights of the full moon.. mmmmm sont les meilleurs, là je reste immobile et tranquille à l'observer et à l'admirer, n'écoutant qui sont murmure mélodieux tout près de mon oreille et sentant qui sont humidité. I'm not going to be able to hear you, but I'm going to listen to you.. Whatever it is, what more can I say about my lover, that I find him in almost all the regions of the world where I go, sometimes cold, sometimes hot, sometimes his eyes are green, sometimes blue, in every way I love him and I share him.. , I'm not jealous, he's so fat that he suffit à beaucoup et à tellement à donner that he satisfies toutes les femmes de l'univers. Pardon-moi si la description de mon amant était quelque peu érotique, but I thank Dieu d'avoir fait me ce don de sensibilité pour profiter de ce qu'il a créé pour tous ses enfants. I thank God that I have been given this gift of sensibility to enjoy what he has created for all his children.. Enfin, je vais vous dire son nom, je pense qu'il vous intrigue, il s'appelle ainsi: The Sea is the name of the sea. ».

In my most intimate words, wake a fire that makes rage. My verse, like burning flames, they awaken the passion in oblivion. Au loin your imaginations are my muse, my source of inspiration. A chaque mot, je te caresse, despair of desire and of emotion. You curves your lines poetic, this line with the burning ink. My side, like the erotic feathers, They traversent thy skin sweet and warm. Dans chaque verset, je murmure à ton oreille, Les bonbons promettent place and luxury is a song that I have heard many times.. Je lie nos âmes dans un gémissement, interlacing our bodies in the euphoria. Be the poet of your hidden secrets, the lover who awakens your suspicions.. Mes mots, comme des caresses, adults, Ils vous emmènent dans un monde de suspects They are all in the same place. In the context of erotic poetry, to put the lines on the borders. I put my soul in every verse, and I give myself to you, without reserve.. Alors, dans l'extase de l'écriture, Je vous invite à profiter of my feathers. Through these poems to the light of candles, we feel good and it and a beaucoup de mousse. The fougueux sides that ignite passion, and transform desire into poetry.. They are my inspiration, my adoration,

Beau, irresistibly beau parfois avec des bords lilas d'autres de carmin, belle the docilité of your skin belle the faible mélodie of your charme, magnifique.. It's you. Femme, éternellement femme voix légère de ma pensée silent mantle of jasmine and small cocon of my melancholy, Femme.. It's you. Sensual, captivant et sensuel Celebrate my brush the burning trace of your silhouette, I'm invoking the intimate palpitant your torse nu convoité, ouvre-moi your body and open-me inside. Belle, femme, sensuelle, this is you.

I covet your body, your skin sweetly glissant in my. Ta peau: I'm in love with this language that pecks at my rebound. I covet thy simple nakedness, the decomposition of breaths, our lost looks that seek, thy cou s'ouvre à moi, the fragility of this momentanée ascension that brings us to the body of the other where we die, encore une fois, dans la vie, où nous vivons un instant, dans la mort

Ask me to make you sad, but I'm just a happy snail crawling between your toes You're asking me to give you saliva, when you already know that you've got it all inside, bubbling armored and cursed between my legs I hold your face for a moment: Mythical face of a film actor, And even if I don't want to, I get lost between reasonable similarities Like ephemeral children we recognize each other: Intact toy, instant sex game library open thirty hours a day, guaranteed accessibility You ask me to release the boomerang, and I think of you: oblique journey, and I ask you, I only ask you to tell me the way and may you come back, or die, in my womb You ask me, and I ask you, you disarm me and you gather me like an unfinished comic, like a hesitant wait, I swallow what I love you, so you never know

Tonight was good, mon amour.. Because I could feel your essence and I could enter the tunnel without fear of the utopian promise of love, because today you were a book open, where I wrote, I love you, but I also wrote my passion.. Tonight was special, my love.. Car avec ma tendresse et une grande dose d'enthousiasme, A chaque baiser, j'enlève ta tristesse Et rassembler vos envies, Ce soir, c'était un bel amour. Car with my tendresse and a great dose of enthusiasm, A chaque kiss, I lift your sorrow and gather your wishes, This evening, it was a bel amour.. Because we are beyond routine, and I have had your warm smiles, because today I have recognized your hands, on my chest, on my waist like the waves, arriving at the beach that awaited them... This night was beautiful, special, unforgettable, unique... Even if it wasn't enough for me to kiss you till I lose count, even if you were sitting on my skin.. Because you also told me something I'll never forget, and that gave wings to my heart, loving and crazy, that allowed itself to continue to create its ghost, that you would love me, all like me, one day; and well today you said amour, je t'aime un peu

While thou art, while my eyes look upon thee, thou seekest beyond the hills, while nothing fills my heart, if thou art not thy image, and that there is a feeble chance that thou livest somewhere, illumined for any light... So, with this number, you're so small, I'll continue comme maintenant, bel-aimé porté disparu, les transports à distance, sous cet amour qui grandit et ne meurt pas, Je t'aime ce que tu aimes et ce que tu aimes..

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