The Wrong Door

The feeling of freedom floats on the sails of the fate we create, each step is unknown and somewhat logical in its movements. We move our wishes from the pedestal of failure to a place where happiness gives gifts, honeywords slide in the direction of a new adventure because I feel the rhythm of your passion.

Esoteric oils raise the mood of our preparation for love, leave everything behind as we create the essence of new energy. New lip positions shift the emotions of the senses to the clouds of supreme enjoyment, this is just a part of your potential because you are soft and gentle in all of your parts of the personality.

Snow falls over the traces of joy that have replaced our beginning to create a creative relationship, you accepted crazy love with the new challenges of life. We went a long way in the analysis of emotional logic, every thought is a new direction of enthusiasm with a sense of free love.

Balancing the trade with kisses in gambling games of ego and lust, begging a part of our whip and I'm investing everything in you. The next dance is reserved for our art, you are a lady at a high level of love consciousness. We have been wrong in many places, now the door of happiness is open for a new beginning.