LilyThea

LILITHEA

Welcome to my profile, my name is Lily and I want to share a little bit of my life, it would be an honor to have you in my transmission so that you can get to know me and you can start a pleasant conversation, where I would include daily life, experiences, expectations, dreams, etc. lessons, etc.. With me you will feel comfortable, I am a woman who knows how to listen and advise, in me you can find friendship, a roommate and your best sexual fantasy, because yes, I also love sex, doing hot and exciting things is the best in the world, here we can also have fun. put them into practice with everything. The idea is that we have fun together and meet our expectations. I am waiting for you, do not hesitate to come, I will receive you with a big smile, here I leave you my connection schedule every day.. from 14 😋 at 9:30 pm Colombian time, I send you kisses Darling.

Welcome to my home, where I prefer to be sweet, funny, transparent and laugh at all the apologies you say, and especially to be sincere, it strengthens a good friendship and something more, do you like? I want you to know a little bit who I am so we can trust each other.. First of all I want to describe myself, I start by telling you that I am small, thin, I have short hair, I am white. My eyes are small and brown, I like my red lips and my belly. I like to take care of my body and eat healthy, have a beautiful figure and feel sexy all the time. 😈😈 

I know a giant and strange hymn that announces in the night of the soul a dawn, and these pages are of this hymn cadence that the air dilates in the shadow. I would like to write to you, the man who tamed the rebellious and petty tongue, with words that were at once sighs and laughters, colors and notes. But it is in vain that we struggle, for there is no cryptogram that can contain it, and hardly, oh beautiful! if, holding yours in my hands, I could sing it to your ear alone. Your love has been a powerful force that pushes me every day to become a better person. You're my inspiration and motivation, my rock in the hard times. Every time I see you, I feel my heart fill with joy and excitement. Your eyes are two stars that light my way, your smile is the sun that shines in my sky. Your voice is music to my ears and your embrace is my haven of peace. At your side, I feel like I can conquer the world. In this poem I want to express all I feel for you, all the gratitude and love that inhabit my heart. You are my partner in life, my confidant and my accomplice.

your life is your life don't let it be beaten up until wet submission stay vigilant there are exits there's a light somewhere it may not be a great light but conquer the darkness Stay vigilant the gods will offer you opportunities know how to seize them seize them we can not defeat death, but we can defeat death in life we can defeat death in life, sometimes and more often you will learn to do it more there will be light your life is your life Know it as long as you have it you are wonderful the gods are waiting to delight in you. Oh, which I love you! In the light of day I call upon your name with passion and sadness, and when the sky is covered with shadows my soul still calls you exalted. You are the time that guides my hours, you are the idea that assists my mind, because everything that exists is concentrated in you, my passion, my hope, my poetry. There is no song that can match your accent or when you tell me your love and delirium revealing the faith of your contentment; I tremble at your voice and I tremble if you look at me, and I would like to exhale my last burnt breath in the air you breathe.

Don't let the day end without growing a little, without being happy, without increasing your dreams. Don't let yourself be overwhelmed by discouragement.. Don’t let anyone deprive you of your right to express yourself, which is almost a duty. Don't give up the desire to make your life something extraordinary.. Don't stop believing that words and poetry can change the world. No matter what our essence is intact. We are beings full of passion. Life is desert and oasis. It overthrows us, it hurts us, it teaches us, it makes us the protagonists of our own story. Even if the wind blows against it, the powerful work continues: you can contribute a verse. Never stop dreaming, because in dreams man is free. Ne tombez pas dans la pire erreur: The silence. The majority lives in a frightening silence.. Don't give up on me.. Runs away. « I utter my cries on the roofs of this world," says the poet. Appreciate the beauty of simple things. You can make beautiful poetry about small things, but you can't row against yourself. ♪ Cell makes life hell ♪. Enjoy the panic that comes with having life in front of you. Live it intensely, without mediocrity. Think that the future is within you and face the task with pride and without fear. Learn from those who can teach you. The experiences of those who have gone before us, our “dead poets”, help you through life. Today's society is us: the "living poets" ». Don 't let life get to you without living it..

I guess you want to touch my lips slowly and come to my mouth. I imagine what you want and what makes you wet. Now you imagine.. imagine that you make me wet and cum. Imagine what you make me feel in my body, in the cave hut where I'm serving my punishment. You: chills; you, climbing my back with your fingers; you, climbing the pores of my being the pores of my being. and those of my skin too. You: accident; your hands touching my knees; your lips, hitting each of my curves. Your tongue in the darkness of my body, without fear of falling into my navel, or getting lost in the depths of my heart. My heart is. You: thawing; your teeth on my neck biting a kiss; you, making my breasts and my chest yours: stimulating my breath. Your breathing tone that mists every mile of my body. You know my shortcuts my shortcuts. but you've always been the one who chose the longest way; to make me wait, to make me wait, to make my body convulse by kissing me from the end to the beginning of my legs. Enfin: Your fingers in my vagina making me believe that I'm responsible for global warming. Global warming. You: the fire; I never thought a fire on my skin would be so wet. I never thought a fire on my skin would be so wet. I never thought I'd be so wet.. I never thought I'd feel so much like burning.

In the garden of my heart, the most beautiful roses bloom every time I think of you. As I walk the paths of your eyes, I find the light that illuminates every corner of my being. Every beat of my heart carries your name imprinted, like an eternal echo that resonates in my chest. Your laughter is the melody that lights my days, like a perfect symphony that silence all sadness. In each of your hugs I find refuge, as if your arms were the place where I always had my place. You are the sun that illuminates my mornings and the moon that accompanies my nights, you are my eternal inspiration. In each of your words I discover a universe of tenderness and sincerity, a treasure that I cherish deep in my soul. Your presence is the most precious gift, an invaluable treasure that I keep jealously in the depths of my heart. In each of your kisses, I feel the magic of love, as if the world stopped to contemplate the beauty of our love. You are my confidante, my accomplice, my best life partner, the perfect complement that gives meaning to my existence. At every dawn, I renew my oath to love you without limits, to give you all my being without reservations or conditions. Because in you I found the true love, the one that transcends time and space, the one that unites our souls in a single and eternal embrace.

You are the sun that lights my path, you are the moon that guides my dreams. Your love, my refuge every moment, since I met you, my life has completely changed. In your eyes I find the reason to smile at every dawn. Your voice, music that rejoices my heart, with you I discovered what is wonderful in loving. Your love is an endless river that flows deep inside me. Each of your words is a hug that wraps me and makes me happy. You're the dream I never want to wake up, The kiss I always want to remember. Your love is my refuge and my inspiration, with you my life is full of emotion. In your arms I find calm, your smile is my peace and my salvation. Every moment by your side is a gift, you are the love I've always dreamed of. I want to lose myself in your hugs, and find myself in your stolen kisses. Your love is my refuge and my song, together we build a beautiful charm. You are the sigh that escapes from my chest, the melody that fills my universe. Each of your words is a verse that I engrave in my soul with great appreciation. In every look I find my destiny, your smile is the reason for my path

Every area of my life has something of yours and there is really nothing extraordinary about it, you know it as objectively as I do. However, there is something I would like to clarify for you, when I speak of all the intrigues, I am not only referring to this thing now, to this thing that awaits you and hallelujah finds you, and loses you, and finds you.. once again, and I hope nothing more. I don't mean you say all at once, I'm gonna cry and with a discreet ball in the throat, well, cry. And that a beautiful invisible shower protects us and that's maybe why the sun will rise right away. I don't just mean that day by day, the stock of our small and decisive complicities increases, or that I can believe either that I can turn my failures into victories, or that you offer me the tender gift of your latest despair.. The choice is much more serious. When I say all the intrigues, I mean that in addition to this sweet cataclysm, you are also rewriting my childhood, this age when adults say solemn things and solemn adults celebrate them, and you, on the other hand, know that it is not good.. I mean you're rebuilding my teenage years

No memories, no omens: only the present, the song. No silence, no words: your voice, alone, alone, speaks to me. No hands, no lips: just two bodies, far away, separated. No light, no darkness, no eyes, no gaze: the vision, the vision of the soul. And finally, finally no joy, no sorrow, no heaven or earth, no up, no down, no life or death, nothing but love, only love I offer you among the clusters, the green bouquets and the roses, my naive heart that humbles itself before your goodness; May your loving hands not want to tear it apart, Your eyes rejoice in my simple gift. In the shaded garden, my body is tired, the morning auras covered with rose;. When in my temples the divine tempest is calmed, I'll stretch out, playing with your thick locks, on your wedding-day, my sleepy front, to the rhythm of your last kisses..

If you love me, love me whole, not by shadows or light.. If you love me, love me in black and white, and gray, and green, and blond. , and brown.. Love me in the day, love me in the night.. And the dawn at the open window! .. If you love me, don't lower me: Love me all.. Or doesn't like me at all! Hang on to your dreams because if dreams die life is like a bird with broken wings unable to fly. Hold on to your dreams because if dreams disappear life is like a barren field covered with frost.

I like to have a good conversation, I speak Spanish but I would like to learn to speak your language. I can tell interesting things in your language and if you want to be my teacher, I am ready to learn from you. I am a very obedient student. I like all the food but my favorite dish is coconut rice, fried fish with patacones, I also like lasagna. I love desserts but especially the tres leches and a delicious passion fruit cocktail. I also like to exercise, I like to jogging and go to the gym, I work a lot on my buttocks and legs because these are the parts of my body that I like the most with my big hips.

I am always ready for a new adventure and, even if I may seem shy at first, I have a vibrant inner world full of surprises. I'm like a book open to discovery, with exciting chapters and unforgettable moments to share.. And even if I sometimes seem reserved, I am actually a box of surprises ready to dazzle anyone who dares to enter my universe. So if you ever see me there, with my mischievous smile and my eyes full of curiosity, come closer and let yourself be carried away by the magic of the unknown.

I also want to tell you that on the weekend I went to the beauty salon and I changed my look, I painted my hair and I feel that I am too beautiful, I hope you liked it A mystery burns in your eyes, elusive virgin and companion. I don't know if it's hate or love the inexhaustible fire of your black aliaba. With me you will go as long as my body will make the shadow my body and the sand remains in my sandal. Are you the thirst or the water in my way? Tell me, elusive virgin and companion. If you love me, love me whole, not by shadows or light.. If you love me, love me in black and white, and gray, and green, and blond. , and brown.. Love me in the day, love me in the night.. And the dawn at the open window! .. If you love me, don't lower me: Love me all.. Or doesn't love me at all.

I am a lover of love, happiness and good energy for my life, I love to convey happiness, joy and a lot of love I am very noble and I look forward to eating the world until I achieve my goals, every day I try to be better, I work hard for what I want to achieve, always having a good attitude, with God's help and my efforts will bear fruit to live as I deserve, I love the radiance of my face, my eyelashes, my eyes and their unique brilliance. I'm very sensual and coquine, I'm a hot girl who loves good sex, good love, I like to moan, I like to moul and be very excited, I like to give myself and be fessed.. Sometimes I like to be dominant in bed

No memories, no omens: only the present, the song. No silence, no words: your voice, alone, alone, speaks to me. No hands, no lips: just two bodies, far away, separated. No light, no darkness, no eyes, no gaze: the vision, the vision of the soul. And finally, finally no joy, no sorrow, no heaven or earth, no up, no down, no life or death, nothing but love, only love I offer you among the clusters, the green bouquets and the roses, my naive heart that humbles itself before your goodness; May your loving hands not want to tear it apart, Your eyes rejoice in my simple gift. In the shaded garden, my body is tired, the morning auras covered with rose;. When in my temples the divine tempest is calmed, I'll stretch out, playing with your thick locks, on your wedding-day, my sleepy front, to the rhythm of your last kisses..

Old age does not frighten her, her sensuality is coruscante, and her young and determined spirit encourages her to romance, under the faint moonlight their eyes scrutinize each other: the attraction is reciprocal! he is galant and expresses his desire his desire for another encounter, sexual attraction stirs the flame, his soul expires there *? there's no love, is it? but thanks to this experience, she looks at her image in the crystal and it returns to her a smile, malicious My earth? You are my land. My people, my people, it's you. Banishment and death for me are where you're not there. What about my life? Tell me, my life, what is it, if not you?

When you come to love, if you have not loved, you will know that in this world it is the greatest and deepest of pains to be both happy and unhappy. Corollaire: love is an abyss of shadow and light, of poetry and prose, of light and shadow, of poetry and prose, and where one does the most dear thing that is to laugh and cry at the same time. The worst, the most terrible is that it's impossible to live without him. Au cœur de la mine la plus secrète, A l'intérieur du fruit le plus lointain, Dans la vibration de la note la plus discrète, Dans la conque spiralée et résonnante, Dans la couche de peinture la plus dense, Dans la veine qui, dans le corps, nous sonde le plus, Dans le mot qui parle le plus doucement, Dans la racine qui descend le plus, qui se cache le plus, Dans le silence le plus profond de cette pause, où la vie est devenue éternité, Je cherche ta main et je déchiffre la cause De vouloir et de ne pas croire, de la fin, de l'intimité.

I thought of you, in your hair that the world of the shadow would send, and I've got a point of my life and I've wanted to dream that you were to me. I walk on the earth with high eyes, oh, my empressment, at such a height, that in a rage of rage or a miserable redness, the human creature lights them up.. Vivre: -This miserable search, this good farouche, and all l'être dans mon âme se reflète, Et cherchant sans foi, je meurs de foi.. I've been searching for days and nights to find you without finding the place where you sing You're lost in tears, night after night, I've been looking for you without finding the place where you cry. I think I know you're crying I just need to look in the mirror to know you're crying and you've cried for me You are the only one to save the tears and a shadow beggar You make him crowned king of your hand.

In this day, my heart awakens, with your name engraved in every certainty. You are my refuge, my sincere light, the perfect verse of all my poem. Your eyes are heavens that embrace me, your laughter, an echo that embraces me. Every moment by your side is a gift, a dream lived, a destiny all traced. You are the sun that illuminates my morning, the calm in the storm, my morning peace. With you, time becomes eternal, and in your gaze I find winter and summer. Today, February 14, I confess to you: you are my everything, my sincere and honest love. Good day, my love, my life, my owner, with you, the world is my most beautiful dream.

I love you for your eyebrow, for your hair, I debate with you in the whitest corridors where the fountains of light play, I discuss each name, I tear you away with the delicacy of a scar, I put in your hair ashes of lightning and ribbons that slept in the rain. I do not want you to have a form, that you are precisely what comes behind your hand, for water, consider water, and lions when they dissolve in the sugar of the fable, and gestures, this architecture of nothingness, lighting their lamps in the middle of the encounter. All tomorrow is the blackboard where I invent you and draw you, soon to erase you, you are not like that, nor with this straight hair, this smile. I'm looking for your sum, the rim of the glass where the wine is also the moon and the mirror, I'm looking for that line that makes a man tremble in a museum gallery. Plus, I love you, and it's hot and cold.