MeganBeakee

How like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December's bareness everywhere! And yet this time removed was summer's time; The teeming autumn, big with rich increase, Bearing the wanton burden of the prime, Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease: Yet this abundant issue seemed to me But hope of orphans, and unfathered fruit; For summer and his pleasures wait on thee, And, thou away, the very birds are mute: Or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer, That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near. 

 

 

William Shakesperare "Love Sonnets" Sonnet 97

Between the silk sheets and the whisper in your ear, the verses of a forbidden love unfold. Your skin, a burning canvas where my hands slide in a frantic swing that passion atomizes. Under the moonlight, our bodies dance in the flames, tangled, intertwined, unafraid to look at each other. Your lips, gentle storms that defy mine, cause tremors that spread throughout my being. With each touch, the fire of desire ignites, like an erupting volcano, a fire without rest. The skin bristles, the heart bursts, in this eternal ecstasy, time has been set aside.

In the shadow of the night, our bodies brush against each other, Our fiery breaths mingle, fly away. Furtive caresses on your silken skin, Awaken desires in me in the past. Your lips brush my greedy skin, While our bodies intertwine, greedy. Passion ignites, an ardent flame, And our two souls are lost in the moment. Our passionate sighs resonate in echo, The growing desire, there is no more rest. Our feverish bodies seek each other, find each other, In this intoxicating dance where everything dissolves. The fiery whispers that escape from our mouths Reveal the deepest, sweetest secrets. The daring caresses, in search of pleasure, Inflame our senses, make us quiver with desire. In this burning embrace, fusion of our bodies, The borders are erased, we reach the treasures. The night ignites, devouring passion, Our memories etched in throbbing eternity.

Guarda silencio cuando no tengas nada que decir, cuando la pasión genuina te mueva, di lo que tengas que decir, y dilo caliente!

Voulez-vous me tenir compagnie, je suis une femme latine qui veut vraiment rencontrer quelqu'un avec qui passer de bons moments, être votre complément, je suis une amoureuse du bon sexe, pour plaire et qui me plaît