It is a pure soul who can hold true the inÂnoÂcence and timeÂlessÂness of pasÂsion in anÂothÂer soul. Each unÂveilÂing the greatÂest pieces of the othÂer, locked toÂgethÂer at the heart for eterÂniÂty
Christine Zolendz
I want to wake up evÂery day I have left to the warmth of your lips on mine, the sound of your voice singing next to me, the feel of your finÂgers on my skin and your heart beatÂing muÂsic with mine.
grace music heart
With my guitar, I could write my own stories, my own poems, and my own destiny. No one could take away the feelings, the emotions or the truth of my notes. They could hide secrets and provoke images of words that never should be whispered. I could compose the melody of my aching heart and write into it my own happily ever after since no one seemed to think after all my suffering I deserved one. That's okay, I would make my own.
grace music
Holy fellatio! You are standing there licking him up with your eyes! Do you freaking hear the old seventies porn music playing in your head?
grace
soul eternity
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