Smooth

What you are
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Smooth as rain
falling over misty fields in autumn,
soothing summer's pain

Smooth as chocolate
spread over my naked body,
starving for your lips and fingers
and nails and teeth
to carve "I love you"
into my pale, luminscent skin

Smooth as green hills
in early spring and the ground
touched tenderly by cherry blossom

Smooth as liquid
spilled over my breasts,
making lakes of pleasure
and warmth
and sinful delight,
while you drive me slowly into madness

Smooth as black & white photography,
wearing the scent of childhood and early shadows
suddenly vivid in a world of lucid dreams

Smooth as death
asking me to stop breathing
and slide over
into the unreached depths
of your eyes and soul
after a simple moment of complete fulfillment...

Smooth

Who does not love too much, does not love enough - Pascal

uhm, ne e zle. otiva na chopin.

kato tonic bez gorchivia vkus nakraya...kakvoto i da oznachava tova.

pazi se

"there's nothing that makes you so aware of the improvisation of human existence as a song unfinished. Or an old address book. "
c.m.

Prekrasno e! Mnogo fino!
Ti li si go pisala?

To be or not to be

az...

Who does not love too much, does not love enough - Pascal

Страхотно е!