The heart is foolish perhaps that’s why it falls in love, even after its hurt.
BELALet me not be shy with you how may I be? Can a flower remain shy with a bee?
More Bela Quotes
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Let me not be shy with you how may I be? Can a flower remain shy with a bee?
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For a change let me taste your thumb tonight.
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I fondled you. You fondled me. I sucked you. You sucked me. And out of nowhere, the rivers began to flow.
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In the stage of life, no role is less majestic. Just play your role in perfection, that’s it.
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Forgetting is essential for surviving but i can’t survive by forgetting you.
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Hope is the only thing that keeps us alive. Without hope there can be no you or I.
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Don’t just sit there looking at me. Come closer my love. Tonight I want you under my sheets.
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I’m the air you breathe. Feel me inside you, each time you inhale.
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Tonight I wanna lose myself in you. The question is- will you too want to lose yourself in me?
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Your love tickles down my thighs. Let me take it with my fingers and put it on my mouth. Let me see how you taste.
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Don’t stop even if I ask you to. In some moments a ‘no’ also means a ‘yes’.
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In the end love means deceive.
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Hold my hand. I promise never to let go of yours.
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As I comb my hair I find a grey one stands out among all blacks. I’m too like that grey hair, lonely among familiar faces.
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I’m addicted to you as a man to a cigarette.
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In all my almosts I lose you little by little.
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Let me go hiking over your body. Tonight I wanna explore very inch of you.
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Let your heat melt me. Let my desires flow down slowly from my thighs into the bedsheet.
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Let me lie next to you. Let my skin speak to your skin in silence.
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Sneak your hands inside my blouses. Taste the softness. Squeeze them. Yes both of them. Now feel how my softness slowly turn hard in your hands.
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Don’t stop me. Let my tongue massage your moistened tip.
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If its not for the distance, you would be with me under the silken sheets by now. By now the bedsheets would have soaked in out wetness.
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Push me on the bed and come over me. Let me pull down your pants and press my mouth onto your naked peak. Let me taste the lava that flows out of your volcano.
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Don’t ask what things I’ll have for breakfast come over to me, Let me have you this morning.
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There’s still something incomplete tunes between us. Will you come and complete them?
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You said that my face looks good between your hands. I said I disagree. Because your face looks even better between my legs.
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