I welcome a sigh of Women
Genius and intemperance, this is hidden in a woman, behind her eyes, in his act as a dancer in his love as a mother, among its thousands of whether and why.
you create for yourself, a room full of colors, everything settles into their seats, smells of incense rose and poppy those sheets where you make love with her, find her there, after a hard day for both, with his pajamas off and comfortable to look at you and smile in your eyes while Law melancholy, impatience, fatigue ... that sits on the couch with you, to massage your thoughts and make them less painful. Do you listen to happy to be there for you, the man and his will to make for themselves.
you so fearless, he wants to do a million things, but always afraid to make mistakes, undecided, torn, she tells you about herself in every move, every gesture, every smile and every tear.
She is a woman and fills just enjoying the air, listening to the silence of the evening, she falls in love with the perfume and sketches smiles even watching the sun warms it, she even cries of joy and said to himself.
Donna, this is full of nuances, full of candid liveliness and soft laughter, the body that juggles a sinuous looks, charms your heart, inhibits the senses, and stay there to watch her without asking anything.
She strives to surprise you, is always a sense of things and if it can not always try to get the good even in pain, look for the good of the ash and the pieces that led to that burden.
He stands up, upset, hurt, but continues to love, and research continues in his struggle not to lose herself, to live his life from moment to moment.
This woman is one who, looking from afar, is embarrassed to see you run towards and as if for the first time, love embraces you pregnant, and while a shiver runs through it you would not want to leave you shaking. Spirituality and licentiousness
consolidating his life, but can be malleable, knows what he wants and he knows that behind the graceful garments, Pseudo-transparency, there are glimpses of real life, there are small and large worlds to discover, so it's worth, although it is sometimes difficult, to take up the hoe and digging because there is so much that you can learn to love and if the bottom has not found a treasure, it was still an experience of teacher emotion.
How does it takes so little to be playful and joyful and full of vitality?
her mood suddenly changes and as it covered, wearing strips, looks in the mirror over and over again and who knows what he thinks, what he tells her that image reflected. She is as changeable as the wind and the days for her are never the same, every morning brings news, and every day is born again inside and out.
She blushes at compliments and, while his penetrating gaze captivates you, paralyzes your voice, she moves away with the wind in your hair, and you stand in silence, staring into your mind the image of pure beauty and grace.
you know a different fragrance every time you meet her, and noted that up to you to want to hear, because she is in everything he does or says.
She sometimes is so strong, courageous and strong woman ...
, sgom between indifference and inconsistency in order to find a reason, a sense of what seems to glide silently among the smiles of sheer terror, her hands tightened into fists, one of the words pregnant with denial and anger.
Sometimes you leave upset and beat the pain, fears, failures. She cries ...
you would like fairy wings and fairy dust to fly in the sky that both excites and from there to drop drops of happiness to the world, she and her eagerness to help, to love. You are already
poetry and spring, the struggle for what it brings in, the force that presses the palms, the truth that radiates from the eyes, the sweetness that whispers in every movement, and we show with simple humility.
a child climbs trees to show that it is strong and that being a woman does not mean anything, in fact, she is the mouthpiece of a teenage group, sings and dances, jokes for everyone involved, is an explosion of ideas and will to escape from normality, and she loves women and is the shield of the pain of those who are near, by her mother worried to see his children, always ready to give a bit 'self. Her body changes, but lives and feeds inside pours unhindered.
It 's like holding in your fingers a nest of many colors and fragrances always arises where a caress, a smile, a voice that whispers floating strange ideas about life and everything what a feeling. She with her thoughts, creates evocative archetypes, with his words, his eyes eloquent, seems to dip a painting of extraordinary beauty to make you lose all track of time and, while completing his hand that draws on that framework, you lose to love it and believe it's not crazy, but that his extravagant talent can achieve a happy life, because she makes everything look so simple, spontaneous, true.
I, I would be so bold to point to meet each other and you breathe it all, wrap you serenity and comfort you in a delicate texture interwoven with love and authenticity.
you watch from afar, I will be invisible to the eye and I can see if you stopped to look in front, behind, around, in the meantime take me inside.
A singular presence that bows to thank, among the trails of smoke breathed a sensation.
A delicate presence that insinuates itself in the light heart and brings a world, the female, who knows intrepid admiration for everything that can gather and watch.
This woman who sits before you and leave you holdin 'hands in the desire to believe and try, even in the dark, a little light.
She just wants to see you smile, would make you happy, without life, sometimes so daunting and humiliating, you and hold you back from her torn between his lies and vanity. This
women, especially as a woman, you know me and fills you, can understand and respect, even if it hurts, because it is bigger than love that brings any more pain. These strange women ...
