I have come here to know other people completely, last year I decided that I wanted to change many things into my life, since my couple’s broke up, up to my studies. I love the cultures diversity, knowing and allow me to know. If you are here, meeting, observing every movement that I do, even falling in love perhaps, do not forget to say what you feel and what you want to see in my show. I like they enjoy on having seen me.
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Oh you, sweeter, more endless than sweetness, carnal lover in the shadows: from other days you emerge filling your glass with heavy pollen, in delight. From the night full of outrages, a night like runaway wine, a night of rusty purple, I fell to you like a wounded tower, and between the poor sheets your star palpitated against me, burning the sky. Oh jasmine nets, oh physical fire fed in this new shadow, darkness that we touch by squeezing the central waist, hitting time with bloody gusts of spikes. Love without anything else, in the emptiness of a bubble, love with dead streets, love, when she died her whole life and left us lighting up the corners. I bit woman, I sank fading from my strength, I treasured clusters, and I went out to walk from kiss to kiss, tied to caresses, tied to this grotto of cold hair, to these legs covered by lips: hungry between the lips of the earth, devouring with devoured lips.
The roses throbbed on top of your hard breasts. Like a flora of the white batistas that your arms warmly pinked full, the lace tempted with interviewed meats What candid lust in your curls with red bows! Oh, your cheeks, matte as jasmine, under the black flame of the big deep eyes over the warm passion of the crimson roses! You were going towards life with all your treasure intact... You sent me your love birds... and I kissed you, trembling, your golden joy with a painful fear of making your flowers sad!
When, after loving each other, you hold your messy hair, how beautiful your arms are! Like in an open book, the black letter emerges from your armpits, fine, sweet against the white. And in the violent gesture, your breasts open, and the nipples, caressed so many times, seem, from afar, darker, larger... the sex is hidden from you, smaller and softer... Oh, what a unfolding of things ! Then, the suit turns everything into the everyday landscape, like a burrow where snakes, breasts, thighs and arms would hide.
You tremble, and your crazy hair spread like hooks of shadow in your juicy flesh. My hands, bonfires with five flames, lick the marble of your body until it turns pink. Stretched out at my feet like a white carpet you tremble; with your trembling verses of anguish I shape. Your lip is a path of blood towards the spasm; you are a spout of fever among the shadows. My mouth, like a seal in your mouth, is recorded and in the morbidity of your heated breast my pupil, blister of vertigo, is nailed. Kneeling in you, like a shivering claw, I will extinguish myself, my nerves like pink smoke will go in spirals of kisses into the void.
EROTIC LOVE... Scorpium Tonight I want to be the one you so long to possess, to be your man, the owner of your skin, to make you crazy... * My mind and my caresses are dying to possess you. Feeling your skin next to mine, your humidity inside me when I have you... * My passion has no limits, the two of us will do everything... In this delivery of lovers, this is how I want to have you ready when I penetrate... * I feel your heat next to me, my Excitement increases, you kiss me... A touch of seduction and your clothes fall to the floor... * I feel your excited breasts, my hands on your legs. My tongue in the honey of your cocoon slowly draws your Goddess body... * Naked and dressed by the moon, I see our night like no other. You free yourself from your clothes and between kisses and caresses you consume me... * Crazy with passion and anxiety, I know that you are my owner in body and soul. I ever dreamed it would come true between your legs to taste your humidity... * I feel the humidity of your mouth, the massage of your tongue and the caresses of your hands. You even bring out my feelings... * Naked you are next to me, your excited breasts and nipples are caressed and kissed, my hands separate your legs and I love you serenely... *
Entering you, head to head, hair to hair, mouth to mouth: the air you breathe - the fixity of memory -, I breathe and in the little light of the afternoon - a ray that does not cease between the burned bones - touches the edges of your body; light that captures the form. Already the zenith of her summons her to another void where her whiteness erases, a mark of sand, your figure. The day devouring sounds burns, from time to time, its thickness and dumps the texture of ash into the voracious night of the senses.
Liturgy of my hands in your hair, urgent caress, full of a sacred moment, complacent in the slope where your neck demands velvet. Conjugate me, condemn me to your heaven that I will carry delirious water in ecstasy of archangels, calming for your eternal fire without consolation. Transfigure my flesh when receiving Communion, drink from the verb to give, come and levitate, and when descending, pierce to love me, resurrect me at the foot of the noble altar, where your oral sacrament gravitates: a kiss will suffice to heal me.
Something must die when something is born; must be smothered, and its substance sucking to be watered or breastfed in which another being satisfies your urgency. There will not be another hour when I hug you while I bite into the candid abundance of your two breasts; there will not be another instance in which your body connects with my body; I will not penetrate further into the throat anfractuosa of your alpine sex. You wake up to another light; I decline. My slaughtered ardor raises your altar, my repressed hunger feeds you, and the waste of my bed cements you.
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