VioletaMora

If you need love, you let me know and we'll do it

If you need love, let me know and we will do it

We're two rhyming lines without rhyme, we're the essence of all that's great

We are two verses that rhyme without rhyme, we are the essence of everything great

Let your imagination fly and make me yours, I want to be a slave to your desires

Let your imagination fly and make me yours, I want to be a slave to your desires

Let every sentence be filled with dirty words and unruly sounds. They're the nicest thing to hear and see on paper, because the dirtiest ones are the most beautiful.

Let each sentence be filled with dirty words and shameless sounds. They are the nicest thing to hear and see on paper, because the dirtiest are the most beautiful..

Perversion is just another art form. It's like painting or drawing or sculpture. Except instead of painting, we perverts use sex as our medium.

Perversion is just another form of art. It's like painting or drawing or sculpture. Except, instead of paint, we perverts use sex as our medium.

Kiss me, give me the moisture of your tongue, of your lips, make your saliva mingle with mine creating the taste of temperament

Kiss me, give me the moisture of your tongue, of your lips, make your saliva mix with mine, creating the taste of temperament..

And when she felt a hand slip through her lace-embroidered panties, just to strip her kidneys precisely - but tenderly, with reverence - the thought that came to her head was that she was very happy to be in England and learning the ways of the brime I let steal to my last breath, you have become already, my master

When she felt a hand slip between her lace embroidered panties, just to bare her kidneys with precision – but tenderly, with reverence – the idea that came to her mind was that she was very happy to be in England. And from learning the brime customs I let you steal every last breath, you have now become my owner

Keep quiet, let yourself go, and kiss me with your heart

Be silent, let yourself go, and kiss me with your heart

Erotic literature seduces us and does not allow us to have mental sex

Erotic literature seduces us and does not allow us to have mental sex

We will give ourselves indiscriminately to everything our passions suggest and we will always be happy. Conscience is not the voice of nature, but only the voice of prejudice.

We are going to give ourselves indiscriminately to everything that our passions suggest and we will always be happy. Conscience is not the voice of nature, but only the voice of prejudice.

I want to celebrate you by filling my mouth with your name, eating you

I want to celebrate you by filling my mouth with your name, eating you.

I think about you all the time. At night, when I go to bed, it's a real torture. I'm not going to write you on this sheet what fills my thought, the madness of desire

I constantly think about you. At night, when I go to bed, it's real torture. I am not going to write to you on this page what fills my thoughts, the madness of desire

If I had said that her embrace went beyond the embrace, so much so that at the end its contours were confused, so much so that our flesh disappeared, so much so that we lost our breath devoured her and me by the same insatiable mouth

If I had said that her hug went beyond the hug, so much that in the end its contours were confused, so much that our flesh disappeared, so much that we lost our breath, she and I devoured by the same insatiable mouth

I'd rather have our lips together, our arms intertwined, our eyes fading in the sad joy of possession.

I would rather have our lips joined, our arms intertwined, our eyes fading in the sad joy of possession..

Just looking at you makes my skin stand up, I want to eat you!

Just looking at you makes my skin crawl, I want to eat you with kisses!