I am that woman who lives with the soul barefoot, camera in hand and suitcase always ready. I love getting lost in corners of the world, discovering landscapes, cultures. and hidden pleasures. Every trip is a story, every image a sigh, and every encounter. a fantasy to fulfill. I let myself be carried away by intuition, which stirs my skin and accelerates my heart. I love to connect, explore, laugh, play. and surprise. Behind my sweet look hides a naughty mind and a wish list that not everyone dares to ask. Would you dare to be part of my next adventure?
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_♡ Arena Peach ♡_
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You: chills; you, climbing my back with your fingers; you, climbing the pores of my being. and those of my skin too. You: accident; your hands touching my knees; your lips, colliding with each of my curves. Your tongue darkens in my body, without fear of falling into my belly button, or getting lost in the depths of my heart. You: melting; your teeth on my neck biting me a kiss; you, making yours my breasts and my chest: stirring my breath. Your breath clouding every mile of my body. You know my shortcuts perfectly. but you've always been of choosing the longest way; of making me wait, of convulsing my body by kissing me from the end to the beginning of my legs. En fin: Your fingers on my vagina making me think I'm responsible for global warming.. You: fire; I never thought a fire in my skin would be so wet. I never thought I'd want to burn myself so bad.
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If your flesh in my hands rises, if your voice liquefies so in my mouth and I drink you in ecstasy that invites you so that you foam on my rock. If my tongue draws, traces and screams on your skin a sea of thirst that invokes a nonsense of bird that crackles and raises the flight and its gift when it touches you. No, there will be no compassion in this war because there can be no resurrection without our “petit mort” that gives us life, and I would rather be your land your standard, your banner and your obsession and love you without reason and without measure.
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Far from satisfying my cravings in madness you alienate me, it is torture that astonishes me, it is hunger that devours me, cell where I find your smile, nostalgic shadowhunter, you flee when you approach, you approach when you are angry, and in my ghostly kisses of roses you take shelter, you light up alone, and you steal from my bones of an old bear in heat a hug and a defeat, Alms of hollow kisses, heartbeats that run wild, dream of the dream that quickly arrives and implores me to melt in your mischievous mouth, to pass through you in this hour when you are my prey and I your carnivorous presence, your voracious predator of a goddess.
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Tonight I left the window open so my thoughts could fly away, and I drew suns in the night sky so they would light your steps as you came in.. And I weaved tremors into your flowers and veins, stripped you of times to break, drank lightly the poison of your parallel legs and in the sea of your hips I was captain. I whispered ardor and vigil, I was sentinel, in the wounded hour my name was talisman, poor prey of your mouth so hungry, sincere display of this dark guardian. I painted your lips, your hives, your corners with white saffron scent, I made promises with storm splinters and by your body, like the wind, I let myself go.
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Take my clothes off, tie the night to my eyes, today I want to be blind, today I want to be deaf, I want to see you with my hands I want you to be for me alone, drink from your thighs a bite of life and wet it all, and wet it all. You seduce me, you abduct me in waste, in this display of obscene miracles, in which I drive my lightning like a Zeus of lust, like a faceless god, seeking your shelter, to kiss your lips and wet it all, and wet it all. Enjoy me, be my fire stigma, the flower of my whims, the sea of my instincts, where my fugitive magma pours out, breaks and I sprout and come out and flood you and fill your garden, your maze, where I get lost and hide to light you and wet everything, and wet everything.
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_♡ Arena Peach ♡_
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