Lift your hips for me love.

Love is giving up control. Its surrendering the desire to control the other person. The twolove and controlling power over the other personare mutually exclusive. If we are serious about loving someone we have to surrender all the desires within us to manipulate the relationship.

I once loved a girl who almost loved me but not as much as she loved John Cusack.

Man...heats up like a lightbulb red hot in the twinkling of an eye and cold again in a flash. The female on the other hand...heats up like an iron. Slowly over a low heat like tasty stew. But then once she has heated up theres no stopping her.

So she thoroughly taught him that one cannot take pleasure without giving pleasure and that every gesture every caress every touch every glance every last bit of the body has its secret which brings happiness to the person who knows how to wake it. She taught him that after a celebration of love the lovers should not part without admiring each other without being conquered or having conquered so that neither is bleak or glutted or has the bad feeling of being used or misused.

Maybe you could be mine or maybe well be entwined aimless in this sexless foreplay.

My headll explode if I continue with this escapism.

For women the best aphrodisiacs are words. The G-spot is in the ears. He who looks for it below there is wasting his time.

V-Dayif you need this one day in a year to show everyone else you truly care for your loved one I think its quite stupid. I hate this commercialism. Its all artificial and has nothing to do with real love.

A fit healthy bodythat is the best fashion statement