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Coral is a young girl of 18 years full of vitality and joy contagious. His personality is like a ray of sunshine that illuminates any situation.. A smile always radiant with his face, coral gives off a natural charm that attracts his entourage. They are esprit amusant et ludique made of her the life of tout rassemblement. She is always ready for a new adventure or to raise the morale of her friends with an amusing boutade.. His creativity seems to have no limits when it comes to finding ways to have fun and make others laugh.. coral is a friendly and sociable person, capable of making friends easily. Her true empathy and willingness to listen allow those who know her to feel at ease and appreciated in her company.. she is always ready to bring support and encouragement to those in need. In addition to his amusing spirit, Coral possesses also an admirable determination.. When he decides to do something, he does it to be better for it and to succeed, without ever losing his joy and his optimism.. Her positive attitude and her ability to find the good side of things make her a true ray of light in the lives of those who have the privilege of knowing her.

I propose you among the grapes, the green segments and the roses, my naïve heart that humbles before your goodness; your loving hands do not want to destroy it, your eyes rejoice in my simple gift. In the shadowy garden my body is weary of the morning's auras covered with rosé; like in the peace of a dream I slip beside you the fugitive moment I aspire to rest. When the divine storm is quiet in my tempes, I'll stretch out, playing with your thick locks, on your wedding day, my front is sleeping,

I don't want to die without understanding what you're saying. I don't want to die with a perplexed soul, knowing differently, lost on other plagues. I don't want to die with this sadness through the infinite arch of this sad dome where your dreams live under the midday sun. I don't want to die without having given you the golden spheres of my body, the skin that covers me, the trembling that invades me. I don't want to die without your love.

If the emerald came to shake, if the gold lost its colour, then our love would be over.. If the sun did not warm me, if the moon did not exist, then I would not have lived on this earth, because it would have no meaning to live without my life, the woman of my dreams, the one who gives me joy... If the world did not turn or time did not exist, then I would never die... But le temps n'est pas nécessaire notre amour est éternel we have no need of the sun of the moon or of the stars continue to love.. If life were different and death arrived then I'd love you today tomorrow.. for ever and ever.. Eva kisses your pussy

In the dance of the sun at dawn, the coral shines with its brilliance, joyeuse and radiant, it's a clear rumor, a contagious laugh, a love song.. At eighteen years old, in the garden of life, the hearts blossom with their common essence, amusing and smiling, like a melody, encourage the hearts in full harmony.. His pas légers dansent dans la brise, while they are laughing Glisse au vent, a chaque rire, une étoile s'illumine, au firmament, are essence s'étend. Corail, muse of laughter and charm, in your being, joy finds its mantle, let your light shine always with splendour, in the universe, like an eternal éclat

I want to cry because I love you too much, I want to die because you gave me life, Oh, mon amour, n'aurai-je jamais la paix? Because everything that is in me means just longing. And I don't even know what's going to happen to me, everything tells me that loving will be my end. I didn't know what love was, now I know because I'm not happy..

Come closer to my chest, sink into my shirt, pierce my skin, my ornaments, and destroy me inside with your lips and your floods. Transferer dans mes veines, à mon sang furieux, et augmente mes rivières artérielles et la mousse qui passe sur mon front quand je pense aux hôpitaux I was in the hospital when I was sick and I was in the hospital when I was sick. Become my substance, my saliva, my tears, and let me carry you through these waters and the counterweight of the sparks that leap from my forges.. Encore plus join my destiny, to my trembling horse, and serve my feet dans les étriers, avec tes chaussures de pigeons et des couteaux vivants. Let one person, one gesture, Let our two bodies be connected, and if I kiss you or if you kiss me, let's feel the two tastes of poppy and strawberries goring. Compagnon si uni, that even death cannot separate us, et ça sur are two, dans la tombe, tu te souviens de compléter ma présence et je suis immuable dans ta silhouette. Compagnon if you are united, that even death cannot separate you, et ça sur are two, dans la tombe, tu te souviens de compléter ma présence et je suis immuable dans ta silhouette.

You have me and I am yours. so close to each other as flesh with bones. so close to each other and, often, so far away!. You sometimes tell me that you find me closed, as if made of hard stone, as if wrapped in secrets, impassive, distant. And you would want yours the key to the mystery. If no one has. There is no key. Not even me, I don't even have it myself!

I just wanted to be alive to love you in the fast country. Here, at your side, following the flight of this rotating sphere behind a sun too far away. Whatever time they gave us the gods or chance, all that remains of light in our undecided lamp, my wish is here, not in another world, next to your hands, your eyes and your laughter, next to the trees and the wind that accompany your passage through the world. The one who precipitates the stars and makes us born or not, the one who gathers our bodies, even if this lightning does not last at all and the fast earth erases our dreams

Oh, how I love you! With the light of day I call upon thy name with passion and sorrow, and when the sky is covered with shadows my soul calls thee ever exalted.. You are the time that guides my hours, you are the idea that comes to my mind, because everything that exists is concentrated in you, my passion, my hope, my poetry.. There is no song that can match your accent or when you tell me your love and your delirium revealing the faith of your contentment; I tremble à ta voix et je tremble si tu me regardes, et j'aimerais rendre mon dernier souffle brûlé dans l'air que vous respirez

We didn't meet, we didn't look for each other in the orchards with an apple, among the whispers of silk, in the naves of churches, We were always inside each other, in the double-faced divine body, in the medieval paintings in the basements of museums, and in the pictures of our parents, innocent as paper, We--masters of the crossing- we stood just in front of each other and in the The mirrors of the skin reflect us whole, The world has moved away silently, and with a finger on its lips, forests have taken root in the ground, cities guided by smell, found places where men have built them to infinity, rivers entered the seas like trains into stations, elusive mountains frozen in caves, If I'm a mountain, you're a cave in me, place in the mountains where there is no mountain in me where I am not paWe did not meet, we did not look for each other in the orchards with an apple among the murmurs of silk in the naves of the churches We were always inside each other, in the two-faced divine body, in the medieval paintings of the basements of the museums and in the photos of our parents, innocent as paper We, masters of the crossing, stood right in front of each other, and in the mirrors of the skin we reflected whole. The world moved away silently and with finger on lips, forests took root in the ground, cities guided by smell, found places where men built them ad infinitum, rivers entered the seas like trains into stations, elusive mountains frozen in caves If I'm a mountain, you're a cave in me, a place in the mountains where there's no mountain, a place in me where I'm not

It was a lightning strike.. They are both convinced that a sudden feeling has brought them closer. This security is beautiful, but insecurity is more beautiful. They imagine that since they didn't know each other before nothing had happened between them. But what about the streets, the stairs, the corridors where they might have crossed a long time ago? I would like to ask you if you don't remember -maybe a face-to-face meeting always in a revolving door, or a "I'm sorry" or the sound of "you made a mistake" on the phone-, but I know your answer. They don't remember. They would be surprised to know that it's been a long time since chance plays with them, a coincidence not quite prepared to become your destiny, which brought them closer and further apart, which made you an obstacle and a challenge, and that you haven't been able to stop laughing.. There were signs, signals, but what if they were not understandable. Didn't he float a sheet from one shoulder to the other three years ago or even last Tuesday? There was something lost and found. Who knows if a bullet in the bushes of childhood. There were door handles and doorbells in which one touch it overcame another touch. Suitcases side by side, in a slogan. Maybe one certain night, the same dream disappeared immediately after waking up. any principle It's nothing but a continuation, and the book of events It's always open halfway

only when you love me I drop this polished mask and my smile is mine and the moon the moon and these same trees of now this sky this light of presences that open up to dizziness and they've just been born and they're eternal and your eyes too are born with them your look your lips Who by naming me They discover me. only when I love you I know it doesn't stop in me What is the transit of life? And death is a transit and timing a burning anthrax without yesterday past no future

The bells ring, the sirens howl I let go of the reins galloping laughing I put the walls out of play the dikes fall to pieces green jump I hope the blue sky sound horizons that open the winds to let me pass: " Place to the woman who was not afraid of the tides of love or the hurricanes of contempt" The old wine won the red the white The grapes come out with their soft skin. roundness of your fingers you rained on me you wash away the sadness you rebuild the libraries of the lighthouses of old books with beautiful images Give me the funny cat Alice the rabbit the crazy hat the dwarfs white as snow the mud between the fingers the breath of childhood you are in the spark in the window where the spinning tree was born, little cups, I love you, I touch you I discover you horse cat luciole pipilacha naked man, diaphane drum, trumpet I make music I dance, I click on my heels, I undress, I wrap you you wrap me kisses kisses silent dream

My sweet piece of almond alfalfa my feathered snake hummingbird pick my flower drinking my honey sipping my sugar touching the earth the anthurium the cave the manor of sunsets sailboat thunder of the seas legion of birds grazing seagull sweet mistletoe beaches of birth of palm trees on my legs big shaking coconut tree obelisk of my destiny totem of my taboos laurel willow crying foam against my skin, spring rain cascade in my chain jealousy of my walks the light of your eyes blows on my breasts playful deer of my jungle of honeysuckle and moss sentinel of my laughter, guardian of heartbeats chestnuts bell joy of my pink sky of woman's flesh, my man, you are the only talisman come out of my petals of the desert, I've come back fill me, hit me against your port of hoarse waves Fill me with your white tenderness, silence my cries, leave me a scattered woman

I want to be in your life More than a moment, Something more than a shadow And something more than a desire. I want to be, in you, an indelible mark a constant souvenir and a single truth. Palpitez dans vos prières With fear of being abandoned. Be, in all and for all, Complement of yourself. An endless thirst for caresses and kisses, but it's not a custom to be near me.. I want to be in your life a penalty of absence a pain far away and an eternal anxiety. More than a simple image, and something more than a dream that conquers routes, ça vient, ça passe et ça repart. I cry in your eyes, and you are the laugh on your lips. Be the end and the beginning, the darkness and the light, And on earth and in heaven; And in life and death. Be, as in my life, You became yourself

I love you softly, among the shadows of false illusions.. Je t'aime assez pour te lire tous les soirs, comme mon livre préféré, je veux te lire, ligne après ligne, lettre par lettre, space by space. I love you enough to read you every night, like my favorite book, I want to read you, line after line, letter by letter, space by space.. I love you to hold your hand under the sky and show you how much I love you hidden among the stars. I love you on the leaves of autumn, talking of nothing but in the same time of all, in a madness, drinking your tears while I faint on your lips.. I want you to search among the phrases you don't say, among the thoughts you hide, among the complicated paths.. I want to find you and never leave you again. Je t'aime assez pour t'emmener dans mes endroits préférés et te dire que c'est là que je me sens Je te cherche dans le brouillard des regards qui ne sont pas les tiens, mais je te cherche quand même Je t'aime assez pour t'emmener dans mes endroits préférés and tell you that that's where I feel Je te cherche dans le brouillard des regards qui ne sont pas les tiens, but I seek you when même. I love you so that we can become mad with laughter, we can get drunk with nothing and we can walk quietly in the streets, oui, en nous tenant la main, or plutôt en nous tenant la main. Je t'aime assez pour te guérir, et guérir moi, et guérissons ensemble, pour remplacer les blessures par des sourires et des larmes pour les regards, où l'on peut dire plus qu'avec des mots. I love you enough to heal you, and heal me, and heal you together, to replace the wounds with smiles and tears for the eyes, where one can say more than with words.. I love you for the nights where you're missing, I love you enough to listen to your laughter all night and sleep on your chest, sans shadows or ghosts, I love you enough to never let go.. I love you as you love certain amours, à l'ancienne, with my soul and without looking back.

My love is in a light, tenue, among the apple trees, where the lively breezes last longer than the longest courir en entreprise. There, where the cheerful breezes dwell to court the first leaves on their passage, my love goes slowly, leaning towards its shadow that rests in the grass. And where the sky is a clear blue cup on the smiling earth, my love, slowly march,

'Cause I've got you and I'm not 'Cause I'm thinking of you 'Cause the night is open 'Cause the night goes by And I say love 'Cause you've come to get your image back And you're better than all your images 'Cause you're beautiful from the feet to the soul 'Cause you're good from the soul to me 'Cause you're softly hiding in the little and small pride Sweet Heart Shell 'Cause you belong to me 'cause you're not mine 'Cause I'm looking at you and I'm dying And worse than my death if I don't look at you, my love If I don't look at you 'Cause you still exist everywhere but you exist better where I love you 'Cause your mouth is blood and you're cold I have to love you my love I have to love you even if this wound is like two even if I'm looking for you and don't find you and even though the night goes by and I have you and not

The sun can be darkened forever; the sea can dry up in an instant; the axis of the earth could break like a weak glass. All that death covers me of your funeral crêpe, but it can never put out the flame of your love.

A body, a body, a body a body like a day turned upside down and the night devoured; the light of a few hairs that never appease the shadow of my contact; a throat, a belly that rises like the sea that lights up when it touches the front of the dawn; a few ankles, ponts d'été; night scissors who flow in the music to see you in the afternoon; une poitrine qui monte et balayez l'écume; a cou, just a cou, just quelques mains, quelques mots lents qui descendent comme du sable tombé dans un autre sable.. This thing that escapes me, the water and the dark delight, the sea born or dying; these lips and these teeth, these hungry eyes, they strip me of myself and its furious grace lifts me to the still skies where the moment vibrates; the peak of kisses, the fullness of the world and its forms

Fleetri the young flowers, trouble the sun of my hope, heure après heure je compte et mon agonie They grow as well as my anxiety et ma douleur. Sur des couleurs rich en verre lisse peut-être que mon fantôme à l'air heureux, quand la triste réalité Il tache le verre et obscurcit are éclat I'm not sure what you mean by that.. Je tourne les yeux dans leur désir incessant, and the world turns indifferently, and the sky turns indifferently. I'm sorry for your pain, my heart is in my chest.

Madame, l'amour est violent, and when ça nous transfigure ça nous éclaire you thought the madness. Ne demande pas la paix dans mes bras qu'ils font emprisonner le vôtre: my câlins sont comme la guerre et mes baisers sont comme du feu; and it would be a vain attempt to haunt my esprit if my thoughts were to ignite the folly. My spirit is clear from the flames of love, Madame, like the magazine of the day or the palace of dawn.. And the perfume of thy pomade, my fortune pursueth thee, and it exciteth my thoughts to folly.. Ma joie ton palais de riches concepts en nid d'abeille, comme dans le chant sacré: Mel and lake are under your tongue. The delight of your breath in such a beautiful glass it rush, and my thoughts light up the madness

There are eyes that look, there are eyes that dream, there are eyes that call, there are eyes that wait, there are eyes that laugh - a pleasant laugh, there are eyes that cry - with tears of chagrin, some towards the inside, others towards the outside.. They are like the flowers that grow on the earth. But your green eyes, my eternal Teresa, those who make your hand of grass, They look at me, they dream of me, they call me, they attend to me, they mock me - a pleasant laugh, They weep me in tears - with tears of chagrin, from the inside, - from the outside. I live in your eyes, I was born in your eyes, your eyes believe in me, I live in your eyes, the sun of my sphere, in your eyes I die, my house and my sidewalk, your eyes my grave, your eyes my earth..

Tu ne sais pas à quel point j'ai besoin de ta voix; J'ai besoin de ton look ces mots qui m'ont toujours rempli, J'ai besoin de ta paix intérieure; J'ai besoin de la lumière de tes lèvres!! Je ne peux pas continuer comme ça! !. Je ne peux plus mon esprit ne veut pas penser Il ne peut penser à rien d'autre qu'à toi. I need the flower of your hands this patience of all your actions with this justice that inspires me for what has always been my spine my source of life is dried with the force of l'oubli.. I burned it; what I needed, I found it already, but it's still there! I'm not! I miss you encore! I'm not!

The femme qui a de beaux pieds ne peut jamais être laid the douceur rehausse généralement sa beauté pour les petits mollets et cuisses s'attarder dans le pubis cela a toujours été au-delà de tout canon entoure le nom comme une de ces cloches qui s'ils subissent des pressions, ils jouent pour Elisa, you're asking for a good-looking nipple. Spread your lips without speaking saliva..

Quel contact souriant de tes yeux, léger comme des colombes effrayées sur le rivage de l'eau! À quelle vitesse le contact de tes yeux avec mon regard! Who is it? Est-ce important! Malgré toi, il y a un petit mot dans tes yeux énigmatique Je ne veux pas le savoir. Tu me plais me regardant de côté, caché, effrayé. Donc je peux penser que tu fuis quelque chose, de ma part ou de toi, de rien, de ces tentations qu'ils disent poursuivre à la femme mariée

My tactic is look at you learn how you are I love you as you are my tactic is talk to you and I listen to you build with words an indestructible bridge my tactics is remains in your memory I do not know how and I do not know under what pretext but stay in you my tactics is frank and know that you are frank and that we do not sell exercises so that between the two there are no curtains or abysses my strategy is in exchange deeper and simpler my strategy is that any day I do not know how and I do not know under what pretext you finally need me

You undress like you were alone and suddenly you discover you're with me. Comme je t'aime alors between the sheets and the cold! You start to flirt with me like a stranger and I make you a cour ceremonieuse et chaleureuse. I think I'm your husband and you're cheating on me. And as we love each other then in the laughter of finding ourselves alone in a forbidden love! (Later, when it's arrived, I've fear of you and I feel a frisson.)

The day where you love me will have more light than June; the night where you love me will be the full moon, with notes of Beethoven vibrant to every ray ses choses ineffables, and there will be more roses together that pendant tout le mois de mai.. ♪ The crystal springs they'll descend the tracks ♪ ♪ The crystal springs they'll descend ♪. The day you love me, the buissons cachés des arpèges jamais entendues auparavant will resonate. The ecstasy of your eyes, every spring What it was and what it was and what it will be in the world will be when you love me. Holding hands like little blonde sisters, wearing their own garlands, the daisies will go through the mountains and the prairies, before you pass, the day you love me... And if you take one of his leaves, he'll tell you at what point she's innocent.. The last petal white: Passionnément! At the dawn of the day you love me, All the trefles will be four threatening leaves, and in the pond, a nest of unknown germs, the mystical corollas of the lotus will bloom. The day you love me, there will be every cloud magnificent wing; every tree, mirage of A Thousand and one nights ; every breeze is a song, every tree a lyre, every mountain an altar. The day you love me, for us both The beatitude of God will be in a single kiss

Couvre-moi, mon amour, le toit de ma bouche avec cette mousse extrême extrême, qui est le jasmin de ceux qui savent et de ceux qui brûlent, germé sur la pointe du corail rocheux (I'm covered with my mouth with this extreme mousse, which is the jasmine of those who know and those who burn). Rends-moi fou, mon amour, ton sel, fou ta fleur suprême lancinante et acérée, pliant sa fureur dans le diadème de l'œillet mordant qui se déchaîne (Rend-me your flower, my love, your salt, your flower is the highest and the most powerful). Oh tight flow, love, oh gorgeous warm snow bubbling through such a narrow and raw cave, to watch how your beautiful neck you glide, my love, and it rains jasmines and stars of saliva!

I love you when you're silent, when you're like absent, and you hear me from afar, and my voice doesn't touch you.. It seems like your eyes have gone and it seems like a kiss closes your mouth. as everything is filled with my soul you come out of things, full of my soul. dream butterfly, you look like my soul, and you look like the word melancholy. I love you when you're silent and distant. and you're like a butterfly that complains, that rocks. And you hear me from afar, and my voice does not reach you:. let me also speak to you with your silence clear as a lamp, simple as a ring. you are like the night, calm and starry. your silence comes from the stars, so far and so simple. I love you when you're silent because you're like absent. distant and painful as if you were dead. a word therefore, a smile is enough. And I'm glad, glad that it's not true

Days and nights I've searched for you without finding the place where you sing I've searched for you through time in the high and across the river in the low You're lost in tears nights and nights I've searched for you without finding the place where you cry Looking to know that you weep and that you have wept for me you alone save the weeping and a beggar noir you make him crowned king of your hand

Your hands are my caress, my everyday chords I love you because your hands work for justice If I love you, it's because you are, my love, my accomplice and all, and in the street, side by side We're so much more than two, your eyes are my charm against the bad day, I love you for your look that looks and sows the future, your mouth that's yours and To me your mouth is not wrong I love you because your mouth knows how to cry rebellion If I love you, it's because you are, my love, my accomplice and all, and in the street, side by side We're much more than two, and for your sincere face and your wandering step And your tears for the world because you're a people, I love you and because love is not a halo or a frank morality and because we are a couple who know that she is not alone I want you in my paradise That is to say that in my country people live happily even if you don't have permission If I love you, it's because you are, my love, my accomplice and all, and in the street, side by side We're fine Only two left

I thought of you, of your hair that the world of shadows would send, and I had a point in my life and I wanted to dream that you were to me. I'm walking the earth with my eyes high. - To such a height that in a rage of rage or in a miserable redness the human creature lights them up. Vivre: -To know how to die; that's how it afflicts me this miserable search, this ferocious good, and all the being in my soul is reflected, and in searching without faith, I die of faith.

The last can close my eyes shadow that carries me the day white, and I can free my soul hour, to be an anxious flatterer empressement; but not of this other part of the shore let him remember where he burned: the swimming knows my flame, the cold water, and lose respect for the severe laws. soul, for whom a god has been a prison, veines, what humour they have given to tant de feu, des moelles qui ont glorieusement brûlé, son corps partira, pas ses soins; ce seront des cendres, mais cela aura du sens; ils seront poussière, encore plus de poussière en amour.

At the dawn of laughter and light, the coral dances with its soul in flowers.. Eight years, are laughing is a song, of pure joy in every charm. They are nom resonne comme a coral, dans les vagues d'une mer sereine. They are the sound of a coral, in the waves of a mer sereine.. Amusing, like a playful breeze, illuminate the day with your crown. In your eyes the sun shines, and in your smile the world rejoices.. A chaque pas, le monde s'illumine, avec sa joie, life is defined. Coral, young woman smiling and sweet, with your light, the world is subtle. Dans ton être, la vie est danse, et votre essence, aubaine éternelle. In your being, life is dance, and your essence is eternal happiness.

♪ In the coin of laughter, coral shines, at 18 years old, life in crystal ♪. With son rire contagieux, his joy without precedent, illumine every day, a sun without end. Dance in the shade, the funny girl, with her sparkle in her eyes, life is on fire.. Captive par are charm, souriant sans mesure, dans are monde onirique, the magic is blossoming. In the garden of dreams, the coral is the flower, it gives off a perfume of laughter, charm and frankness.. With a heart that's vibrant, a beat of a drum, a twist of joy, in every light. At 18 years old, le monde est ta scène, where life dances, without fear, without hour. The coral, young and radiant, is the best commentary, in the poem of eternal laughter, a chapelet

I'll come naked with open arms I'll put my head on your breasts You'll say the words I hope I'll sing I'll sing you all the songs of George Ben your auras long hair I'll tresser le mien you want a maison à la campagne I'll build a cabin on the river you talk to yourself sometimes of all the colors of the iris I'll always love you you want I have a horse, a guitar and we'll never work together.