TessWilliams

🤎🧡🤎 I'm not going to tell you.🤎🧡🤎

I'm not going to lie.

The love of lies

When I see thee pass, O my dear, indolent, To the song of the instruments that break on the ceiling, Suspending thy harmonious and slow gait, And wandering the weariness of thy deep gaze; When I contemplate, by the fires of the gas that colours it, Your pale brow, embellished by a morbid attraction, Where the evening torches light a dawn, And your eyes attractive as those of a portrait, I say to myself: How beautiful it is! and strangely fresh! The massive, regal and heavy memory, The crown, and his heart, bruised as a peach, Is ripe, like his body, for the learned love. Are you the autumn fruit with sovereign flavours? Are you a funeral vessel waiting for a few tears, a perfume that makes you dream of distant oases, a caressing pillow, or a basket of flowers? I know that there are eyes, the most melancholy, that conceal no precious secrets; Beautiful caskets without jewels, medallions without relics, Emptier, deeper than yourselves, O Heavens! But is it not enough that you are the appearance, To rejoice a heart that flees from the truth? No matter how stupid or indifferent you areMask or décor, hello! I love your beauty.

I like a man to admire me, to do something special for me, I like to be taken care of, I like a man to give me pleasure, I like a man to play with me very warmly, I like to feel that he loves me. Do not hesitate to open your camera, it excites me a lot. I'm not!

I'm not going to lie.

I love you all: her untouched beauty, her scars, her quirky personality, her inexplicable mood swings, I love you all. You are the rhythm of my heartbeat The love that gives color to my life. The joy that is new every morning. I have no reason to choose, I am in love with all of you. Your unconscious sensuality, your sometimes stubborn manners. Your benevolent grace, her complex personality

I told you for the clouds I told you for the sea tree For the eyes that become face or landscape And the sleep that rends the sky of its colour Pour toute la nuit bue Pour la grille des routes Pour la fenêtre ouverte pour un front découvert I told you for your thoughts for your words ♪ All you need is a little faith ♪

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Don't look at me, I can't stand it if you fix your look that's freezing my body. It's already happened to me that I can't speak. Maybe you think I'm crazy. But if I don't explain what I feel inside you won't understand when you see me cry I never felt so alone, as I did yesterday, when I suddenly understood, when I was silent. Life has raised me that I never had you and I never lost you and explained to me that l'amour est une chose This occurs suddenly,

I love you all: her untouched beauty, her scars, her quirky personality, her inexplicable mood swings, I love you all. You are the rhythm of my heartbeat The love that gives color to my life. The joy that is new every morning. I have no reason to choose, I am in love with all of you. Your unconscious sensuality, your sometimes stubborn manners. Your benevolent grace, her complex personality

I want to be the reason for your smile, the refuge in the storm, the clarity in the dark night, the revelation of your ghosts.. I want to be your secret admirer, the one who dances in the heat of the day, is satisfied nothing but by looking at you and the night satisfies your ghosts.. I want to be the one who writes poems to your lips and your mouth, to your passionate desires, to the moisture of your skin.. I want to be your placid fatigue, the one who awakens your desires and moulers your desires, the sour lover. .... your faithful companion.

I don't know, man I think everybody's jealous and shit 'Cause I'm like the singer of a band, man And I think everybody's got a fucking problem with me, man And they have to talk to me about it after the show, because .... These girls don't even know the name of my band But they're all on top of me like they want to hold hands 'Cause once I blow up, they know I'm going to be the man All because I'm the lead singer of my band So I get off stage, okay, turn down the mic Walk to the hot girls and I'm like "Sup? Ladies, my name is Slim Shady I'm the lead singer of D12, baby" They're all like, "Oh my God, it's him Becky, oh my fucking God, it's Eminem I swear fucking God, man, fucking rock Please Marshall, please let me suck your cock" And now the rest of the guys are getting jealous Especially when I drop the rhythm and do my a capellas All the girls start screaming, all the hot girls Throw their bras and shirts and panties on stage So, like every night, they fight with me But when we fight, it's kind of like a sibling rivalry 'Cause they're back on stage the next night with me DudeI just think you're trying to steal the light from me Yesterday,