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22, Blíženci, Russia, Los Angeles
Posledné Prihlásenie: 19.3.2024 14:51:48
Galérie chránené heslom
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Dôležité detaily používateľa DiodoraDi
Sex | Žena |
Zaujímam sa o | Ženy, Muži, Páry, Trans |
Vek | 22 |
Výška | 161 - 170 cm |
Hmotnosť | 55 - 60 kg |
Vlasy | Bruneta |
Oči | Hnedé |
Etnický pôvod | Biely/Kavkazan |
Jazyky | Ruština, Angličtina |
Rodné mesto | Los Angeles |
Ochlpenie | Zarastená |
Poprsie | Veľký |
Zadok | Stredné |
Čo ma vzrušuje
Intellegent men with sense of humor.
O mne
I like a soul - talk, my hand in your hand and a good music.
Čo ma rozladí
Rudeness, impudence, unworthy behavior.
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It's so delicate
When you're painting someone's heart
It's a little bit hard to be so eloquent
When you don't know where to start
I'll wait where the moonbeam hides
I'll wait on the other side
Away from the words I know
I'm waiting for your heart
I'm waiting for your heart to drop into mine
One more time with some feeling
I'm not finished yet
I'm just trying to find the words
I try to say what I'm meaning
But words never seem to fit
When I'm trying to fill your heart
to say anything
at first. An orange, ***led
and quartered, flares
like a tulip on a wedgewood plate
Anything can happen.
Outside the sun
has rolled up her rugs
and night strewn salt
across the sky. My heart
is humming a tune
I haven’t heard in years!
Quiet’s cool flesh—
let’s sniff and eat it.
There are ways
to make of the moment
a topiary
so the pleasure’s in
walking through.
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Diodora Di;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a man, and she was a child,
In thi***ingdom by the sea:
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
I and my Diodora Di;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Sang sonnets of her and me.