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♪ Life in pink ♪

Eyes that make mine lower A laugh that gets lost on his mouth Here is the portrait without retouching Of the man I belong to When he takes me in his arms That he speaks to me quietly I see life in pink He tells me words of love Everyday words And it makes me feel something He's come into my heart A share of happiness So I know the cause It's him for me Me for him In life He told me, swore For life And as soon as I see it Then I feel inside of me My heart beating Nights of love never ending A great happiness that takes its place Trouble of sorrows fade away Happy, happy to die When he takes me in his arms That he speaks to me quietly I see life in pink He tells me words of love Words of everyday And it makes me feel something It's come into my heart A piece of happiness So I know the cause It's you for me Me for you In life You told me, swore me For life And as soon as I see it Then I feel inside me Mon coeur qui bat Add to playlist

Oh, Pretty Woman Roy Orbison Letra Traducción Significado Pretty woman walking down the street Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet Pretty woman, I don't believe you, you're not the truth No one could look as good as you Mercy! Pretty woman, won't you pardon me? Pretty woman, I couldn't help but see Pretty woman, that you look lovely as can be Are you lonely just like me? Pretty woman, stop a while Pretty woman, talk a while Pretty woman, give your smile to me Pretty woman, yeah, yeah, yeah Pretty woman, look my way Pretty woman, say you'll stay with me 'Cause I need you I'll treat you right Come with me, baby Be mine tonight Pretty woman, don't walk on by Pretty woman, don't make me cry Pretty woman, don't walk away, hey! Okay, if that's the way it must be, okay I guess I'll go on home, it's late There'll be tomorrow night, but wait! What do I see? Is she walking back to me? Yeah, she's walking back to me Oh, pretty woman! Agregar a la playlist

“Prayer” Juan Gelman Habitate me, penetrate me. Let your blood be one with my blood. Your mouth between my mouth. Your heart enlarges mine until it bursts. Tear me off. You fall whole into my bowels. Let your hands be in my hands. Your feet walk on my feet, your feet. It's burning me, it's burning me. Give me your sweetness. Bath me your saliva the palate. Be in me as the wood is in the stick. That I can't do it anymore, with this thirst burning me. With this thirst burning me. The loneliness, its crows, its dogs, its pieces.

I don't want to be in the middle of the world, I want to be in the middle of my own world. I want to be so complete that I can light up a whole city and then I want to have you because the two of us combined can set it on fire.Imagination as an ally When two people are separated by distance, imagination becomes an essential tool to preserve intimacy and desire. Erotic poems can serve as an invitation to explore sexual fantasies, thanks to suggestive images and descriptions that awaken the mind of the reader. It is important to let the imagination run wild and explore a wide range of erotic themes and scenarios. From passionate encounters in exotic places to seduction games and erotic fantasies, poems can build a world in its own right where distance is not a barrier, but a source of inspiration for desire and passion..

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Imagination as an ally. The novel is a narrative novel, with a strong emphasis on sexuality and sexual fantasies, and a strong emphasis on the reader's experience of the author's character.. The novel is a thriller and explores a wide range of themes and themes.. From passionate encounters in exotic locations to games of seduction and erotic fantasies, poems can build a world of their own in which distance is not a barrier, but a source of inspiration for desire and passion..

In the most intimate part of my being a blazing fire is awakened. My verses, like flames that burn, awaken passion in oblivion. In the distance, I imagine you, my muse, my source of inspiration. With each word, I caress you, awakening desire and emotion. Your curves are poetic lines that I trace with burning ink. My fingers, like erotic feathers, run over your sweet and hot skin. In each verse, I whisper in your ear, sweet promises of pleasure and lust. I entwine our souls in a moan, intertwining our bodies in euphoria. I am the poet of your hidden desires, the lover who awakens your sighs. My words, like caresses, adults, take you to a world full of sighs. In the context of erotic poetry, my verses know no boundaries. I bare my soul in each stanza, and I give myself to you, without reserve. Translated with.

Thus, in the ecstasy of writing, I invite you to enjoy my pen. Through these poems in candle, I make you feel loved and foamy. Fiery verses that ignite passion, and turn desire into poetry. You are my inspiration, my adoration, my muse in this fantasy world.

The sensuality of words Distance can intensify desire and passion between two people, and erotic poems are a perfect way to explore and express that sensual connection. Through carefully selected and meaningful words, an intimate and exciting atmosphere can be created that will make the person who is far away vibrate.. In these poems, it is crucial to use suggestive and evocative language, which caresses the senses and awakens the imagination.. Metaphors and detailed descriptions can transport the reader's mind to a place full of sensuality and eroticism, allowing her to experience a kind of carnal connection despite physical distance. One of the most powerful elements of erotic poems for her in the distance is the feeling of longing and nostalgia. These poems should convey the ardent desire to be with the loved one and the sadness that causes his absence. It is important to explore the deep emotions that arise when you miss someone and transform them into words that awaken passion and desire.. Nostalgia can be seen as a bridge between what was and what could be, and in the case of erotic poems, it can function as a constant reminder of the desire and sexual connection that exists between both.. Using images and metaphors that evoke shared memories can help strengthen the bond and fuel the desire to be together.

Let's grab a gold switch blade And make us a blood pact, babe To love and to fuck and to only see ourselves And remember this Your hotel hall won't be so vacant And I can tell that you ain't faking Because I take death threats Like the best of them Would you kill, kill, kill for me? I love you enough to ask you again Would you kill, kill for me? You won't be kissing me unless you kill for me Kill, kill, kill for me

Bloody noses are just like roses But what happens when we are betrayed? Won't you drag him to the shed And unload six rounds in their fucking face? This is a sacrifice Your hotel hall won't be so vacant And I can tell that you ain't faking Because I take death threats Like the best of them Would you kill, kill, kill for me? I love you enough to ask you again Would you kill, kill, kill for me? You won't be kissing me unless you kill for me Sideways for attention, longways for results Who are you going to cross? Sideways for attention, longways for results Who are you going to cross? Sideways for attention, longways for results Who are you going to cross?

Would you kill, kill, kill for me? I love you enough to ask you again Would you kill, kill for me? I love you enough to ask you again Would you kill, kill for me? You won't be kissing me unless you kill for me Kill, kill, kill for me Kill, kill, kill for me Sideways for attention, longways for results Who are you going to cross?

Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me. I think they're OK. If they don't give me proper credit, I just walk away. They can beg and they can plead, but they can't see the light, that's right. 'Cause the boy With the cold hard cash Is always Mister Right, 'Cause we are.. [Chorus:] Living in a material world, And I am a material girl. You know that we are Living in a material world, And I am a material girl. Some boys romance, Some boys slow dance. That's all right with me. If they can't raise my interest, then I have to let them be. Some boys try And some boys lie, but I don't let them play. Only boys who save their pennies Make my rainy day, 'Cause they are.. [Boys may come and boys may go. And that's all right, you see. Experience has made me rich And now they're after me, 'Cause everybody's.. [Chorus] A material, a material, a material, a material world. Living in a material world, Material, Living in a material world.

Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard? Mosaic ceilings, painted tiles on the wall I can't help but feel somewhat like my body marred my soul Handmade beauty sealed up by two man-made walls And I'm like When's it gonna be my turn? When's it gonna be my turn? Open me up, tell me you like it Fuck me to death, love me until I love myself There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard There's a girl who sings "Hotel California" Not because she loves the notes or sounds that sound like Florida It's because she's in a world preserved, only a few have found the door It's like Camarillo, only silver mirrors running down the corridor Oh, man When's it gonna be my turn? Don't forget me When's it gonna be my turn? Open me up, tell me you like me Fuck me to death, love me until I love myself There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard Don't forget me There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard Harry Nilsson has a song, his voice breaks at 2:05 Something about the way he says, "Don't forget me" Makes me feel like I just wish I had a friend like him, someone to get me by Leaning in my back, whispering in my ear, "Come on, baby, you can drive" But I can't When's it gonna be my turn? Don't forget me When's it gonna be my turn? Open me up, tell me you like it Fuck me to death, love me until I love myself There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard Don't forget me Like the tunnel under Ocean Boulevard Don't forget me Like the tunnel under Ocean Boulevard Don't forget me Like the tunnel under Ocean Boulevard Don't forget me, don't forget me No, no, no, don't forget me Don't you, don't you forget me (no, oh)

A certain beautiful woman was shaving it off, up to her navel with her sleeves rolled up, her legs wide open, and seated in a wide and spacious chair. She was very happy, after she had already shaved herself very well, and being teasing, careless, she stuck her finger inside the thing. As she wiggled her hips to the used lure in response, she gave it a certain little taste. When he was asked if he was a fool, he replied, "I am a fool. What am I doing? This is not the wood of this fire".

The colors of the sunset are extinguished, the breeze goes to sleep, the day dies, the night is born with its symphony of red senses. I drift from my bed to yours. Step by step I follow the route of your anatomy; you accompany me; oh, erotic agony, in which you embrace me, in which I embrace you. The sheets are on fire, they extend their folds to a corner, then descend, a cataract in spilling satin. Although present I am, myself, sometimes, I can't tell if it's two nakednesses or a single one stirring in bed. Translated with DeepL. com (free version)

A certain beautiful woman was shaving it off, up to her navel with her sleeves rolled up, her legs wide open, and seated in a wide and spacious chair. She was very happy, after she had already shaved herself very well, and being teasing, careless, she stuck her finger inside the thing. As she wiggled her hips to the used lure in response, she gave it a certain little taste. When he was asked if he was a fool, he replied, "I am a fool. What am I doing? This is not the wood of this fire".

I WILL TELL YOU A LITTLE MORE ABOUT ME. I am a very sweet and cheerful girl. THE BEST COMPANY YOU CAN FIND IF YOU WANT TO HAVE FUN! BUT I AM ALSO HOT. THE TASTE IS IN MY SKIN AND MY KISSES! I AM A YOUNG WOMAN WHO HAS A GREAT EXPERIENCE OF LIFE, BEACH AND MOMENTS SPENDED WITH THE PEOPLE I LOVE.