When I have a free moment, my thoughts immediately begin to swirl around romantic topics. I don't understand why this is happening.
For some, love is just a routine, but for me it is a whole world filled with tenderness and pleasant memories.
I often dream of being hugged by strong arms, although I also want to hug someone with my tender and fragile arms.
I do not want to spend my life alone, I want love, affection and care.
Too much passion, feelings, tension, thoughts and words. I don't know how to love otherwise. Fire runs through my veins. So don't say you love me unless you're ready to face the flame.
If you let me love you, I will write poetry on your skin with my fingertips, I will write the most exciting fairy tale you have ever read. I will become the most desirable and hot woman in your life.