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Japanese 96

  • 56 Reviews
1620 Followers 363 Likes
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LuccaIanSilva

LuccaIanSilva

In the silence of your porcelain eyes, dwells a gentle and luminous storm: you are the sweetness that my heart holds back and the tempest of a daring joy. Gentle as a cherry blossom in the wind, sweet in the soft curve of your embrace, but just a breath, a brief moment, is enough to turn fierce and lose my rhythm. Crazy, beautiful, with that fire in your eyes, a little hurricane that sweeps me away and bewilders me; you smile out of nowhere, start arguing, and that feigned anger of yours fascinates me. You have a light soul, a contagious sun that explodes in a pout and a good laugh; and I lose myself, whole and delirious, in that tender bravery of yours that crowns me.

LuccaIanSilva

LuccaIanSilva

The curves of your soul and body have the precision of an ancient stroke, a calligraphy in ink and flesh where my fingers learn to dwell. In your womb, the harmony of your waist evokes the arm and body of a guitar: soft chords that the hand caresses, a promise of sound, rhythm, and passion. Your almond-shaped eyes hold mysteries, a veil of silk that desire unleashes, and in the touch of skin, the sound rises between sheets of satin and silver. You are living art that bends and trembles, a prolonged note that echoes in the dark; in each of your curves, my body loses itself and ignites the fire of our future.

LuccaIanSilva

LuccaIanSilva

Princess of Curves, Of lineage that crosses the ocean and time, You carry in your soul the breeze and the wind. My Brazilian Pocahontas, light of my gaze, Rare beauty that came to enchant the world. In the guitar-like curves that life has drawn, Pure art exists where my heart found itself. Each of your contours is a verse in harmony, A sweet and captivating poem. Your soft little belly, an invitation to affection, Makes me want to bite, very slowly, In a sweet, skin-to-skin caress, My companion, my girlfriend. And that full, red, seductive mouth, That bewitches me and devours me... Makes me want to kiss without end, And in the honey of that kiss, to drown forever. Brunette with sweet features, with a striking essence, Your body is a temple, your embrace is an instant. Between Japan and Brazil, in your embrace I found myself, The most beautiful woman I have ever desired.

LuccaIanSilva

LuccaIanSilva

Your gaze arrives first, striking, piercing, like someone who knows exactly where desire is born. Your mouth—a dangerous invitation, one that makes distance seem like a mistake. Your body traces curves that my hands imagine even before touching, and your waist seems to hold secrets that beg to be discovered. I descend slowly through thought, without haste, because desire also knows how to be patient. And when I reach the limit between wanting and having, only that silence remains, in which two bodies understand everything that the mouth has not yet said.

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