SophieMartini

I hope you have a good day... I wanted to tell you that every time I'm with you, my heart beats.. I like spending time with you... I've been thinking about you lately and I wanted to tell you that you're amazing.. I love you and I just wanted you to take it off.. I wanted to take a break in my day to tell you that you always make me smile.. I love you so much and I enjoy every moment we share together.. I wish we could get to know you better and spend more time together.. Every day when you're here, I feel like time stands still and there's only one connection.. Your presence is so lovely that I can't stop thinking of you when you're not here.. You are a real treasure, every time I discover something new about you, I am even more surprised.

It's better to have ideals and dreams than nothing... Life is what happens while you're busy making other plans Live every day as if it were your last. Life is a succession of lessons that must be lived to be understood... Real beauty lives in the heart, reflects in the eyes and leads to action... Never regret anything that made you smile.. When words fail, music speaks.. Listen to your heart, it will show you the right way. There are only two ways to live your life... One is like nothing is a miracle... The other one is like everything is a miracle..

Because I love everything, I love you all, I love your curves and all your edges, all your perfect imperfections, give me everything, I will give you everything, you are my end and my beginning. Even when I lose, I win. Cause I give you all of me and you give me all of you, oh-oh

Be the change you want to see in the world 🥰 If you’re working on something that really matters to you, no one has to push you: your vision pushes you💥💥

Come and take my hand Come, take my hand I want to contact the living I want to contact the living It's safe to understand I'm not sure to understand This role I've been given This role I've been given I'm here and I live with God. I sit and talk to God And he just laughs at my planes And he just laughs at my plans. My head has a buzz My head speaks a language without an audience I don't understand I just want to feel I just want to feel true love True love lives in the heart of life. Feel the home I live in Cause I got too much life Cause I got too much life Runnin' for my visitors Running through my veins I'm gonna waste going to waste I don't want to die I don't want to die But I don't like to live But I don't want to live either Before I fell in love Before I fell in love I was ready for childbirth. I'm getting ready to leave her Asustarm to die Scare me to death here's the runner So I keep running Before I get before I get I can see it coming I can see it coming I just want to feel I just want to feel true love True love lives in the heart of life. Feel the home I live in 'Cause I've got too much life 'Cause I've got too much life Running for my visitors Running through my veins I'm going to waste going to waste You need to feel true love And I need to feel true love And a life forever And a life forever There's no weapon by chance I can't get enough I just want to feel true love I just want to feel true love I feel the house you live in Feel The home I live in I got too much love I got too much love Running for my visitors Running through my veins going to the trash go to waste I just want to feel true love I just want to feel true love In a life forever And a life forever There's a hole in my soul There's a hole in my soul You can see it in my face You can see it in my face It's a great place It's a Really big place (I discovered, feel) (Discover it, feel) Come and take my hand Come and take my hand I want to contact the living I want to contact the living It's safe to understand I'm not sure I understand

She's not for games and she makes it clear Cheap love is an expensive spite She has her feelings unemployed Until someone can understand Let her see what no one could see That she does what no one could do Give her dead heart some life, She's a scandal Seeing her in a dress is a spectacle Breaking her calculations never fail her Her friend already told her baby change it, She's a scandal Seeing her in a dress is a spectacle Breaking her calculations never fail her Her friend already told her baby change it, without finishing she asks for another drink The note has already begun to wreak havoc, eh The chemistry is increasing She knows she steals the looks dancing The others can't explain what she's doing She attracts attention unintentionally Doesn't get close to her Let her show off Don't even throw you She's watching, she goes out, she drinks, she goes to everything All the time she's on but at night she sleeps alone For a long time she's been up for something else Now she wants to feel alive, no more love for an hour, She's a scandal Seeing her in a dress is a spectacle Breaking her calculations never fail her Her friend already told her baby change it.

I want to stay in your skin wandering in your corners until I explode in passions together in a faithful encounter. Walk your body from head to toe your whole being, with my lips until you are out of breath. up and down on you with cold, heat and humidity that gives pleasure and happiness like a trip to heaven. In every delicate touch man and woman excited with tenderness and respect the allies necessary for the best sex with you.

I want to stay in your skin, wandering through your corners, until I explode in passions together in a faithful encounter. Browse your body from head to toe all your being, with my lips until we run out of breath. It is a cold, hot, humid place that gives pleasure and happiness like a trip to heaven. in every delicate touch excited man and woman with tenderness and respect the necessary allies for the best sex with you.

I want to fill out the passport together Every morning I drink a coffee of the color of your eyes As a birthday wish I want you to be my party I'll kiss you before the candles go out. Like, like you, brunette I fell in love this way To devote myself to exploring you Beautiful as the end of the candle Oh, brunette Sweet as panela water Live with me the days As if there's no tomorrow I want to fill out the passport together Every morning I drink a coffee the color of your eyes As a birthday wish I want you to be my party I'll kiss you before the candles go out. Like, like you, brunette I fell in love this way To devote myself to exploring you Beautiful as the end of the candle Oh, brunette Sweet as panela water Live with me the days Like there's no tomorrow

If any man next to you loses his head you won't want to know how much I've lost. I don't remember how it was before I met you, but I know I gave you my heart in love. I've never seen a girl so cute like you, smart, funny and beautiful. I'd love to go out with you and get to know you more. It was love at first sight, at last sight, at any sight. You must have coffee in your eyes, because seeing you takes my sleep. It's a magical coincidence that just today, in this place, we have met. We shouldn't let it happen what we surely both dreamed of. Everything goes through intelligence. Without intelligent beings there is no seduction. The beauty that can be found in a body has to do with a way of perceiving it, and that is thought. Your beauty is comparable to the beauty of flowers and their vivid colors in spring. I would like to take care of your heart, as you take care of a flower, with delicacy and tenderness. Confession: I behaved a little badly today, and I probably deserve a punishment. If only there was someone to do it. . . 8. ¡I'm listening to a song that makes me think sexy things about you! If you were here, we'd probably make some of them come true I need a kick of energy, I feel like something's missing in my life. That is, you. Between my legs. 4. If we were together at this moment,

You can 't go back because life has already pushed you like a hurling without end.. Ma fille, it's better to live with the joy of men than to weep before the blind wall.. You will feel like you're lost or alone.. I know very well what they'll tell you that life has no purpose what is miserable. Alors-tu te souviens toujours of what I've written a day Je pense à toi comme je le pense maintenant. Life is beautiful, you will see it like a regret your aura of friends, your aura of love. A single man, a woman taken like that, a couple They are like dust, they are nothing. But when I talk to you when I write these words I think also aux autres. Your destiny is in others your future is your own life your dignity is in each other. D'autres espèrent que tu résistes that ta joie les aide ton chant parmi ses chants Some hope that you will resist that ta joie les aide ton chant parmi ses chants. Alors-tu te souviens toujours of what I've written a day in train of thinking to you comme je le pense maintenant. Never give in or turn away on the side of the road, never say I can't anymore and I stay here. Life is beautiful, you will see comme malgré les regrets your aura of l'amour, your aura des amis. Otherwise there is no choice and the world as it is will be all your assets.. Pardonne-moi, I don't know how to tell you anything more but you understand that je suis toujours sur la route. And you always remember what I wrote one day..

The man who loves me has to know how to draw back the curtains of the skin, find the depth of my eyes and know what nests inside me, the transparent swallow of tenderness.. The man who loves me will not want to possess me like a commodity, nor display me like a hunting trophy, he will know how to be by my side with the same love so i will be by your side. The man who loves me must know how to draw the curtains of the skin, find the depth of my eyes and know what nests in me, the transparent swallow of tenderness.. The man who loves me doesn't want to possess me like a commodity, nor display me like a hunting trophy, he will know how to be by my side with the same love so i will be by my side.

The man who loves me must know how to uncover the curtains of my skin, find the depths of my eyes and know what's nesting inside me, the transparent swallow of tenderness.. The man who loves me will not want to possess me as a commodity, nor exhibit me as a hunting trophy, he will know to stand by me with the same love so I will be by your side. The man who loves me must know how to run the curtains of the skin, find the depth of my eyes and know what's nesting in me, the transparent swallow of tenderness.. The man who loves me doesn't want to own me like a commodity, nor exhibit me like a hunting trophy, he will know to be by my side with the same love so I will be by my side.

l'homme qui m'aime il faut savoir tirer les rideaux de peau, find the depth of my eyes et je sais ce qui se niche en moi, l'hirondelle transparent of tendresse I'm not going to lie to you, I'm not going to lie to you. The man who loves me will not want to possess me like a merchandise, nor expose me like a trophy of hunting, he will be at my side with the same love then I will be at your side. The man who loves me you must know how to draw the curtains of the skin, find the depth of my eyes and know what nests in me, the transparent swallow of tenderness. The man who loves me he doesn't want to possess me like a commodity, nor display myself like a hunting trophy, will know how to be by my side with the same love so i will be by

Even far away I'll always be looking at you Even if you don't touch me I'll feel you Wherever you go I'll always be following you In your eyes I always see myself With your beautiful smile I'm fascinated In your body I find my desires And in your soul I will always find my senses, because I Love You Passion. kisses my angel❤❤❤❤❤❤❤😘😘😘😘😘

I've spent the evening in your thoughts, I've sighed in your memory, I've dined with your pictures hanging around my table, I've showered with my restless hormones; I looked at the stars under my roof and your desire hunted down my bed I looked for you under my sheets, I sank desperately, my face in my pillow, I slept thinking of you and had three dreams: The first was when we met, the second was with your body, and the third with burning moments; my body woke up wet from desire, I woke up to the sound of palpitations increased like explosions, it was my own heart changed by your passion, and between my restless breathing I cried out your name, yes.. I am this man who was born to love you... I need you.. of vous souhaiter.

I want to stay in your skin wandering in your corners until I explode in passions together in a faithful encounter. Walk your body from head to toe your whole being, with my lips until you are out of breath. up and down on you with cold, heat and humidity that gives pleasure and happiness like a trip to heaven. In every delicate touch man and woman excited with tenderness and respect the allies necessary for the best sex with you.

I want to stay in your skin, wandering through your corners, until I explode in passions together in a faithful encounter. Browse your body from head to toe all your being, with my lips until we run out of breath. It is a cold, hot, humid place that gives pleasure and happiness like a trip to heaven. in every delicate touch excited man and woman with tenderness and respect the necessary allies for the best sex with you.

I keep falling towards you, as you sink into my body, I wish to slip my kisses soaked in caresses, reborn with the moon, embracing the sun, without fear of love, the stench of a sleeping heart burning its feelings trying to live today, breath is controlled, feelings absorbed, Opening the doors to mere pleasure, warm, wet connection, purulent mouths kissing the sublime of the doors of hedonism without cynicism I masturbate through your scent.

When I get the urge, I think of you, and I imagine what I'd be doing to you right now... You have no idea what I imagine about you and then the desire grows deeper and deeper inside me... My saliva will dress your naked skin; My hands will draw like a Da Vinci your body delineating step by step with the tips of my fingers and later with my wet tongue; My hips will dance in their private party with yours and a single moan will spring from your throat and mine.. And the desire continues to grow, now your skin like a coat will cover mine and again your tongue will be the chisel of my warm body and we will reach the garden of desire again.. And this time our groan will shake the earth and awaken the most primitive instinct of the neighbors.. So is my desire for you; you have not the remotest idea of all that goes through my mind when the desire for you, grows within me.

In this loneliness that increases my thirst for you, preventing me from absorbing you; in this nakedness, wet and slow, that invents you beside me, without having you; in this offering that consumes my hours of anxiety, unaccepted; in this night that will see the perfume of my skin in the evaporated air; in this bed, that from the you empty, it turns into inhospitable plateau; in this embrace in which I close you mine, and that your embrace, absent, does not complete. The brief flame of the candle erect over the palmatoria, on the shelf, overflows into the melted wax, challenging phallic symbol. A light breath goes from my lips, and at once the shadow surrounds me; the firm touch of your hand I hope for, and the fiery impulse that my bowels flood. And I must make up for the absence of your touch with the dictates of my fantasy, alone consummating the same act that with you, my love, I would consummate.

In this loneliness that increases my thirst for you, preventing me from absorbing you; in this nakedness, damp and slow, that invents you at my side, without having you; in this offer that consumes my hours of anxiety, unaccepted; On this night you will see the perfume of my skin in the evaporated air; in this bed, which is empty of you, becomes an inhospitable plateau; in this embrace in which I hold you mine, and that your embrace, absent, does not complete.. the brief flame of the candle erected on the candlestick, on the shelf, overflows into the melted wax, a defiant phallic symbol. a light breath leaves my lips, and immediately the shadow surrounds me; I wait for the firm touch of your hand, and the fierce impulse that floods my insides. And I have to make up for the absence of your touch with the dictates of my fantasy, alone consummating the same act that I would consummate with you, my love..

In this solitude that increases my thirst for you, my thirst for you, preventing me from absorbing you; in this nakedness, wet and slow, that invents you at my side, without having you; in this offering that consumes my hours of anguish, without being accepted; in this night that will see the perfume of my skin in the air I evaporated; in this bed, which, seen of thee, becomes an inhospitable plateau; in this embrace where I hold thee against me, and that thy embrace, absent, does not complete.. The brève flamme of the bougie dressée sur le chandelier, sur l'étagère, overflowing in the fondue wax, is the symbol of the phallique défiant.. A light souffle escapes from my lips, and immediately the shadow surrounds me; I wait for the firm contact of your hand, and the fierce impulse that floods my entrails.. And I must compensate for the absence of your contact by the dictation of my ghost, consuming alone the same act that I have with you, mon amour, je voudrais consommer..

A better way to avoid losing heat during the trip is to make sure that we are ourselves, and we try to improve ourselves every day, and we are not going to lose our warmth.. Never lose your way, because on long roads they know each other Good friends. There are places where you stay, and the places remain in one. But we don’t relax! You're like a book, one chapter finished, there's other places. Now that life flows, and do not cling to anything or anyone; Everything is at this moment in our lives. There is also a why. Whatever happens, let it come, whatever remains, let it be so, Wherever it goes, you'll be jealous. Meanwhile, you see places discovered, so it is always possible to rediscover it. Keep sinking, don't forget it! meet different people But remember! If we can’t end our differences, we’re helping make the world a better place for them. Don't worry, move forward at your own pace and, keep walking, but never forget, Return to you, and always always challenge yourself! It is the only path that leads to growth.

To be in love, my friends, is to find the good name for life.. It's finally finding the words to face death, it's necessary.. It's about recovering the secret key that opens the prison in which the soul is captive.. He rises from the earth with a force that claims from above.. He breathes the wide wind that is above the chair. It is to contemplate, du sommet de la personne, the raison des blessures.. It's to see a true look in the eyes that looks at us. It's to hear his own voice in a deeply repeated mouth.. It is surprising in certain hands that the chaleur du entreprise parfaite. It is suspected that, pour toujours, the solitude of our shadow is vanquished.. To be in love, to be friends, is to discover where the body and the soul meet.. It's to perceive in the desert the crystal voice of a river that calls us. c'est voir la mer depuis la tour where she was left our prisonnier d'enfance. He poses des yeux tristes on a landscape of storks and bells. He occupies a territory where the perfumes and weapons. It's to give the law to every rose and at the same time receive it from his sword.. It's confondre le sentiment avec a feu de joie that rises from the chest. is to rule the light of fire and at the same time be a slave of the flame. It's about understanding the conversation reflected from the heart and distance.. It's to find the way that leads to the kingdom of music without price.. To be in love, my friends, is to own the nights and the days.. It's forgetting between excited fingers the distracted head It's remembering Garcilazo when you smell the song of a forge. It's to read what the people write in space.. The first swallows, it's to see the star of the evening through the window of a peasant house.. It's like watching a train cross the mountain with the lights on.. It's perfectly understandable that there's no border between sleep and wakefulness.. It's ignoring the difference between chagrin and joy.. It's the vagabond at midnight confession of the bruine. It's to see in the darkness of the heart a little light and be in love, les amis, it's to suffer from space and time with sweetness.. It's waking up one morning with the secret of flowers and fruits.. It's to free oneself from self and be united to other creatures.. It's not a question of whether the choices are foreign or yours.. I am so sorry for your loss.. It's remonter to the source of the troubles of the torrent of anguish.. It's time to share the light of the world and at the same time it's time to share your dark night.. It's being amazed and happy that the moon is always the moon. It's to verify body and soul that the task of being a man is less difficult.. It's always to begin to say, and now you never say again.. And it's my friends, to be sure, to have clean hands..