silviathomson

Source   I don't want fleeting love, of the kind that leaves wounds, or caresses in the wind, or promises that nestle. I want a sincere love, with well planted roots, like a tree in the ground that defies

Source   I will love you like this, without expectations, a love without ties, without empty promises. Without notice of the breeze that whispers in the morning, I will love you, with the silence that

Source   In a kiss you'll know everything I feel, is all a beautiful feeling, that in silence I've kept silent and desired, my lips trembling, my heart racing. I don't know where to start kissing you,

Source   There are loves that live as a couple, under the radiant sun of home, glances that shine and reflect each other, the same walk, a sweet love. Others are shadows, silent whispers, secrets kept

Source   I like the madness that dwells in you, as I like the quiet nights, where the murmur of the drops becomes an enchanted symphony. Warm drizzles embrace the ground, the overcast sky draws a veil,

Source   And that day we made love like never before, under a starry sky, the whisper of the breeze, our bodies met, dancing instantly, between shadows and lights, the breeze rising. That day we crossed

Source   Before you fall in love with me, you should know that I still hold in my breast, a melody left by the wind, a distant echo, an old waste. I wait for the night, the whisper of the air, that serenade

Source   I never planned to give myself away like this, in this game of glances and whispers, where words fade away, and silence becomes a refuge. When your hands found my waist, like two rivers that finally

Source   When I loved you, I learned to fly, to get lost in the sky, to let myself go. You took away my fears, my doubts, my pain, you gave me wings, you filled me with love. You were a rising sun,

Source   Feeling loved gives me peace, in each heartbeat, a fleeting whisper. Each message from you, like a soft caress, embraces my soul, fills me with joy. In the distance, your voice becomes a song,

Source   You have the facility to quicken my heart, like a storm that bursts without warning, thundering in the calm, a flash in my reason, mirror of madness, a sweet spell. Sometimes the breeze whispers

Source   Don't ask anything, it doesn't matter my past, nor yours that in shadows has blurred. I don't care if a month ago you cried silently, for that woman who didn't know your side. Your sadness, a

Source   The forbidden will always be more tempting, a whisper in the shadow, sweet sin, the flame that burns with fervour, a dark labyrinth, a longed desire. Like wine in a golden cup, each sip a touch

Source   He moistened my being with his burning caresses, like summer rain, on my different days. His fingers, soft breezes, caress me without haste, each touch is a fire that enlivens the smile. With

Source   Here we were. You and I... once, under the golden sun that caressed the sea, laughter floated like paper waves, and your eyes, stars, taught me how to love. Here you laughed, you embraced me in

Source   I don't want you to get stuck in the final scene of our story where shadows dance in the dark, and the echo of my laughter turns to memory. I don't want you to repeat my last days, like a sad

Source   What you have provoked in me is a fire that embraces my being, a flame of longing that I cannot conceal, a dance of shadows that make me fall. You have unleashed an uncontrollable anxiety, like

Source   Sometimes I get to thinking that in some lost corner, among whispers of stars, there is a beloved complement. I'm not looking for a ‘better half’, nor an ‘almost something’ that peeps out, nor

[Source]( On the platform of lost dreams we wait for the train of destiny, with yearnings of golden suns, and hearts with no nonsense. The afternoon is tinged with shadows, the waiting tortures the soul,

Source   You have my permission to take me, love as you please, without fear and without haste, let your hands caress the sun, and paint on my skin the passion that warns. Fulfil your every fantasy, unleash