I want a love of the ones before, the old, the real ones, the looks speak and the gestures count. A love of those who conquer you with words, with deeds, with poetry written by him or sought, I don't care, but he dedicates verses to me, gives me flowers, speaks to me nicely, because he wants it, because I provoke it and feels so. Feel him mine, write him with passion that my letters provoke him burning desires, I want to make him feel that I love him, and let me prove it on his skin.
Give him songs, those that encourage you to dance together, glued, let him put his hands on my waist, and I get comfortable on his chest, let's dance slowly, in silence, let the music make us fall in love, feel.
Receive love letters, declarations, surprises, dream again, get excited, get excited.
To have our song that reminds us of that first date, that when we listen to it, the tender looks speak to us, and the eyes shine.
I want your good days, embroidered with kisses, caresses gifted and stitched with red thread, the one that unites souls.
I want a sincere love, where there are no grudges, only reciprocity, accompany each other as friends and desire each other as liked lovers.
That in privacy there are no excuses, only complicity, right lovers in love, no taboos just be honest, sincere and delivered.
I want an old-fashioned love, that neither distance, nor absences are felt, because love is so strong that the heart feels it so.
That my soul and your soul want to be one, just as when our bodies make love, they form one being.
A love from those before, those who love so intensely that they feel in the deepest, that excites, and cause tears of only happiness.
May our nights lengthen in farewell, that our hands don't want to let go and our lips want more kisses.
Let us be confident, faithful, and selfless.
I want a love like before, an old fashioned love.
Let sex be pleasure, that invades us the desire to experience, love of the good, of the sincere.
I don't ask for much, just true love, from those who give for the bad and the good...
Do you see yourself capable?
Conquer my heart and I'll give you my soul.
Ana María Ramis Ladrón De Guevara
Beautiful Lady
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Receive love letters, declarations, surprises, dream again, get excited, get excited.
To have our song that reminds us of that first date, that when we listen to it, the tender looks speak to us, and the eyes shine.
I want your good days, embroidered with kisses, caresses gifted and stitched with red thread, the one that unites souls.
I want a sincere love, where there are no grudges, only reciprocity, accompany each other as friends and desire each other as liked lovers.
That in privacy there are no excuses, only complicity, right lovers in love, no taboos just be honest, sincere and delivered.
I want an old-fashioned love, that neither distance, nor absences are felt, because love is so strong that the heart feels it so.
That my soul and your soul want to be one, just as when our bodies make love, they form one being.
A love from those before, those who love so intensely that they feel in the deepest, that excites, and cause tears of only happiness.
May our nights lengthen in farewell, that our hands don't want to let go and our lips want more kisses.
Let us be confident, faithful, and selfless.
I want a love like before, an old fashioned love.
Let sex be pleasure, that invades us the desire to experience, love of the good, of the sincere.
I don't ask for much, just true love, from those who give for the bad and the good...
Do you see yourself capable?
Conquer my heart and I'll give you my soul.
Ana María Ramis Ladrón De Guevara
Beautiful Lady
Respect the author
