todays blog will be about nipples! ha! wooty woot! well, nipples.. uhm.. I have two! what about you? :D anyway, I bet those of mine are more attractive than yours (as long as you are not woman..) :-))) hmm and what about nipples? do you like to tease them, lick them, bite them softly, suck on them.. or do you prefer get lil wilder and pinch them? i like to tease them with my feather tickler oooor i like to use my nipple clamps with chain too.. (no, no worries, it is not too painful, but i think it looks quite cool and it is something pretty new and you cant see it so often).. so if you are interested, come to me and check it out! uhmm, and some more interesting things about nipples: Nipples of both males and females are one of the erogenous zones, which are generally stimulated by hands or by mouth during foreplay, which leads to sexual arousal. Female nipples are more sensitive, due to more nerve supply and endings. During arousal they generally become stiff, erect and protrude out. The nipple and areola of males and females can be erotic receptors, sometimes intense enough to elicit orgasm in some individuals of either sex..
Where have you been honeynWaited for you all daynWaited for you to use the keynTo unlock where I'd love to playnnMy heart is now tremblingnNow its only you and me in this placenCan you feel my blood rushingnAs we are now face to facennTell me what do you want from menTell me what you want me to donI'll show everything you wanna seenI'll do everything you want me tonnHehehehe..... Hi guys, as usual those are just a few rhymes I have for my blog updates. Do spend some time reading it. Anyway I really had fun today. You guys are awesome. I'm so flattered. Oh yes, I do wanna thank you guys for all the sweet words, the good reviews, the nice comments, the compliments, the gifts, the power boosts, the tips, the privates shows, the jokes, the laughs, the love and for all the other positive stuffs. I hope you guys are satisfied with what I've done so far. For those who are not, I do apologize. I'll try to improve as much as possible in future okay. I wanna be simply the best for you all. Okay i got to go now. Hugs & kisses for you all. See you all soon.nnLove,nNicky
I feel you
Your credits it shines
I feel you
Within your dirty mind
Where lonely me waits
For you in my humble gate
Back again you're ready to go
I know that you love me so
The wildest fantasies
The wettest dreams
You take me to
And lead me through
Let me show you what I've got
Let me show you what is hot
This is the moaning of my love
This is the sound of sweet pleasure
I like it gentle, I like it rough
I know you like it too, I'm pretty sure
I feel you
You are my king
I feel you
The joy you bring
Where lonely me waits
For you in my humble gate
Join me in my private show
I'll let you see my smoothest flow
Can you feel me
Each move I make
Can you feel me
Each breath I take
Can you feel me
My walking energy
Can you feel me
You're driving me crazy
Can you feel me
I'm so turned on
Can you feel me
I don't wanna be alone
Can you feel me
Don't you dare to hide
Can you feel me
I'm so wet inside
Come on and take me in
Let me be a part of your sweetest sin
Come on baby, what are you waiting for
Please come back to me for more
Hug, hug, hug, hug and kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss from me
Simply the best, Nicky.
todays blog will be about lips.. no! no pussy lips :-) but those kissable ones.. errr, ok, pussy lips are kissable too.. and lickable... suckable..a nd who the hell knows what else.. :D anyway, lips, those on our faces, are small, but very erotic part of body.. at least for me.. i love to wathc mans lips when i am talking to him.. if they look tasty and kissable, ummm, they can get me even aster than anything.. ;) and did you know, they are very sensitive? Because of their high number of nerve endings, the lips are an erogenous zone. The lips therefore play a crucial role in kissing and other acts of intimacy. A woman's lips are also a visible expression of her fertility. In studies performed on the science of human attraction, psychologists have concluded that a woman's facial and sexual attractiveness is closely linked to the makeup of her hormones during puberty and development. Contrary to the effects of testosterone on a man's facial structure, the effects of a woman's oestrogen levels serve to maintain a relatively "childlike" and youthful facial structure during puberty and during final maturation. It has been shown that the more oestrogen a woman has, the larger her eyes and the fuller her lips. Surveys performed by sexual psychologists have also found that universally, men find a woman's full lips to be more sexually attractive than lips that are less so. A woman's lips are therefore sexually attractive to males because they serve as a biological indicator of a woman's health and fertility. As such, a woman's lipstick (or collagen lip enhancement) takes advantage of this fact by "tricking" men into thinking that a woman has more oestrogen than she actually has, and thus that she is more fertile and attractive. Lip size is linked to sexual attraction in both men and women. Women are attracted to men with masculine lips, that are more middle size and not too big or too small; they are to be rugged and sensual. In general, the researchers found that a small nose, big eyes and voluptuous lips are sexually attractive both in men and women.... and now: KISS
Love is an emotion of strong affection and personal attachment. In philosophical context, love is a virtue representing all of human kindness, compassion, and affection. Love is central to many religions, as in the Christian phrase, "God is love" or Agape in the Canonical gospels. Love may also be described as actions towards others (or oneself) based on compassion, or as actions towards others based on affection. In English, love refers to a variety of different feelings, states, and attitudes, ranging from pleasure ("I loved that meal") to interpersonal attraction ("I love my partner"). "Love" may refer specifically to the passionate desire and intimacy of romantic love, to the sexual love of eros, to the emotional closeness of familial love, or the platonic love that defines friendship, to the profound oneness or devotion of religious love. This diversity of uses and meanings, combined with the complexity of the feelings involved, makes love unusually difficult to consistently define, even compared to other emotional states. Love in its various forms acts as a major facilitator of interpersonal relationships and, owing to its central psychological importance, is one of the most common themes in the creative arts. Love may be understood a part of the survival instinct, a function keep human beings together against menaces and to facilitate the continuation of the species.
Greets you, Nicky. I would like to say a few words which they belong you. Today I had wonderful night ... every night for me cool.i am very happy.Thank you my friend that told me about this work, this wonderful work. THANK YOU GUYS...wink.. you are amazing .. I am very glad that we can do shows with erotic charge and elegance in one. I look forward that I like you.You know about me that I am honest. and who do not know, you already know it. Today I was of you very horny. Thank you guys, my sleep will be very interesting. :-) Thanks to all who were with me today in private. I think you enjoyed it as well as me. and it is just beginning ... lol ... kisses to you all deserve them. kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss
Its a beautifull night ...
It was just a dream at a age that when I am an adult,
I am great and that will be broadcast on TV.
And tell the world into a new age in which the party
instead of war and they are much more his own.
My favorite word ...
hugs hugs hugs hugs ...
your s Nicky
Thou dancing eastern light,
Thou redheaded sweet muse,
For whom any man would fight
And gladly fingers fuse.
To see you dance with joy
In the very flow'r of youth
Is to once more feel as a boy
And be burdened with the truth.
As I start on ring's side kissing
To pay tribute to your smile,
E'er blue eyes to be missing
But return 'pon the while.
To see you dance with joy
In the very flow'r of youth
Is to once more feel as a boy
And be burdened with the truth.
As I start on ring's side kissing
To pay tribute to your smile,
E'er blue eyes to be missing
But return 'pon the while.
To see you dance with joy
In the very flow'r of youth
Is to once more feel as a boy
And be burdened with the truth.
As I start on ring's side kissing
To pay tribute to your smile,
E'er blue eyes to be missing
But return 'pon the while.
To see you dance with joy
In the very flow'r of youth
Is to once more feel as a boy
And be burdened with the truth.
As I start on ring's side kissing
To pay tribute to your smile,
E'er blue eyes to be missing
But return 'pon the while.
To see you dance with joy
In the very flow'r of youth
Is to once more feel as a boy
And be burdened with the truth.
As I start on ring's side kissing
To pay tribute to your smile,
E'er blue eyes to be missing
But return 'pon the while.
La trčs chčre était nue, et, connaissant mon coeur,
Elle n'avait gardé que ses bijoux sonores,
Dont le riche attirail lui donnait l'air vainqueur
Qu'ont dans leurs jours heureux les esclaves des Mores.
Quand il jette en dansant son bruit vif et moqueur,
Ce monde rayonnant de métal et de pierre
Me ravit en extase, et j'aime ŕ la fureur
Les choses oů le son se męle ŕ la lumičre.
Elle était donc couchée et se laissait aimer,
Et du haut du divan elle souriait d'aise
Ŕ mon amour profond et doux comme la mer,
Qui vers elle montait comme vers sa falaise.
Les yeux fixés sur moi, comme un tigre dompté,
D'un air vague et ręveur elle essayait des poses,
Et la candeur unie ŕ la lubricité
Donnait un charme neuf ŕ ses métamorphoses;
Et son bras et sa jambe, et sa cuisse et ses reins,
Polis comme de l'huile, onduleux comme un cygne,
Passaient devant mes yeux clairvoyants et sereins;
Et son ventre et ses seins, ces grappes de ma vigne,
S'avançaient, plus câlins que les Anges du mal,
Pour troubler le repos oů mon âme était mise,
Et pour la déranger du rocher de cristal
Oů, calme et solitaire, elle s'était assise.
Je croyais voir unis par un nouveau dessin
Les hanches de l'Antiope au buste d'un imberbe,
Tant sa taille faisait ressortir son bassin.
Sur ce teint fauve et brun, le fard était superbe!
-- Et la lampe s'étant résignée ŕ mourir,
Comme le foyer seul illuminait la chambre
Chaque fois qu'il poussait un flamboyant soupir,
Il inondait de sang cette peau couleur d'ambre!
Jak to, že vidíš mýma očima jako otevřenými dveřmi?
Vedou tě hluboko do mého nitra
Kde jsem čím dál ochromenější
Bez duše
Můj duch spí někde v zimě
dokud ho tam nenajdeš a nezavedeš ho zpět domů
(Probuď mě)
Probuď mě zevnitř
(Nemůžu se probudit)
Probuď mě zevnitř
(Zachraň mě)
Zavolej mé jméno a zachraň mě z temnoty
(Probuď mě)
Přinuť mou krev kolovat
(Nemůžu se probudit)
Dřív než ožiju nedokončená
(Zachraň mě)
Zachraň mě z té nicoty, kterou se stávám
Teď už vím, čím bych byla bez tebe
Nemůžeš mě jen tak opustit
dýchni do mě a učiň mě skutečnou
přiveď mě k životu
(Probuď mě)
Probuď mě zevnitř
(Nemůžu se probudit)
Probuď mě zevnitř
(Zachraň mě)
Zavolej mé jméno a zachraň mě z temnoty
(Probuď mě)
Přinuť mou krev kolovat
(Nemůžu se probudit)
Dřív než ožiju nedokončená
(Zachraň mě)
Zachraň mě z té nicoty, kterou se stávám
Přiveď mě k životu
(žil jsem ve lži, tam uvnitř nic nebylo)
přiveď mě k životu
Uvnitř jsem tak chladná bez tvého doteku
bez tvé lásky, miláčku
Jenom ty dělíš můj život od smrti
Celou dobu nevěřím tomu, co nebylo vidět
potlačené v temnotě-ale bylas přede mnou
zdálo se mi, jako bych spala po tisíc let
tak mi otevři oči
Bez myšlenky, bez hlasu, bez duše
Nenech mě tady zemřít
musí tam být něco víc
přiveď mě k životu
(Probuď mě)
Probuď mě zevnitř
(Nemůžu se probudit)
Probuď mě zevnitř
(Zachraň mě)
Zavolej mé jméno a zachraň mě z temnoty
.....
What can I write to my sweet and lovely lady
Who became my accomplice and friend?
Who with a gentle smile and a single gaze,
Erased the bitterness and the darkness.
I will write a poem because she is my Muse
Astonishing and graceful and never confused,
A clumsy poem because I am not a poet,
But whose verses are drawn from an honest heart.
As we see in the fields in the month of May
A flower in her tender youth and offering her heart,
That is how I saw for the first time,
A kind and gentle rose, this rose of the woods.
Her charming smile had a power,
A certain magic that made me believe
That a ray of sunshine fell upon me
Warming my whole heart and taking away the cold.
Oh Nature, majestic trees and rocks,
You who are the precious witnesses of the past,
Remember forever the souvenir
Of this first glance, of this first smile.
Her eyes seemed to offer me a vision of this World,
Of innocence, purity, enchantment and wisdom,
These beautiful eyes full of youthfulness and hope
But that sometimes show faint glimmer of sadness.
Is she captive of a sad thought or souvenir,
Of an eternal regret, of an eternal sigh
That saddens her heart when the Sun falls asleep
When she can no longer see its beautiful gold reflections....?
I desired to approach this rose of the fields
Being careful to do it slowly
For fear of crumpling her magnificent petals,
Not wanting to appear clumsy or dull.
Because my unique desire was to gain
Her precious confidence and her gentle friendship,
Become her ally and her guardian Angel,
And walk beside her hand in hand.
She finally opened her immense and great heart
Where you could hear laughter of girls ans boys
And I wished that time stood still
And that this moment became fixed in eternity.
And thus we became very faithful friends,
Confiding in our secrets, our hopes and dreams,
That is why I wanted to write her a poem
So we might whisper it every year in tandem.
What can I write to my sweet and lovely lady
Who became my accomplice and friend?
Who will forever be my dear confidante,
Eternally beautiful, proud and intoxicating.
Where have you been honey
Waited for you all day
Waited for you to use the key
To unlock where I'd love to play
My heart is now trembling
Now its only you and me in this place
Can you feel my blood rushing
As we are now face to face
Tell me what do you want from me
Tell me what you want me to do
I'll show everything you wanna see
I'll do everything you want me to
Hehehehe..... Hi guys, as usual those are just a few rhymes I have for my blog updates. Do spend some time reading it. Anyway I really had fun today. You guys are awesome. I'm so flattered. Oh yes, I do wanna thank you guys for all the sweet words, the good reviews, the nice comments, the compliments, the gifts, the power boosts, the tips, the privates shows, the jokes, the laughs, the love and for all the other positive stuffs. I hope you guys are satisfied with what I've done so far. For those who are not, I do apologize. I'll try to improve as much as possible in future okay. I wanna be simply the best for you all. Okay i got to go now. Hugs & kisses for you all. See you all soon.
Love,
Nicky
What can I write to my sweet and lovely lady
Who became my accomplice and friend?
Who with a gentle smile and a single gaze,
Erased the bitterness and the darkness.
I will write a poem because she is my Muse
Astonishing and graceful and never confused,
A clumsy poem because I am not a poet,
But whose verses are drawn from an honest heart.
As we see in the fields in the month of May
A flower in her tender youth and offering her heart,
That is how I saw for the first time,
A kind and gentle rose, this rose of the woods.
Her charming smile had a power,
A certain magic that made me believe
That a ray of sunshine fell upon me
Warming my whole heart and taking away the cold.
Oh Nature, majestic trees and rocks,
You who are the precious witnesses of the past,
Remember forever the souvenir
Of this first glance, of this first smile.
Her eyes seemed to offer me a vision of this World,
Of innocence, purity, enchantment and wisdom,
These beautiful eyes full of youthfulness and hope
But that sometimes show faint glimmer of sadness.
Is she captive of a sad thought or souvenir,
Of an eternal regret, of an eternal sigh
That saddens her heart when the Sun falls asleep
When she can no longer see its beautiful gold reflections....?
I desired to approach this rose of the fields
Being careful to do it slowly
For fear of crumpling her magnificent petals,
Not wanting to appear clumsy or dull.
Because my unique desire was to gain
Her precious confidence and her gentle friendship,
Become her ally and her guardian Angel,
And walk beside her hand in hand.
She finally opened her immense and great heart
Where you could hear laughter of girls ans boys
And I wished that time stood still
And that this moment became fixed in eternity.
And thus we became very faithful friends,
Confiding in our secrets, our hopes and dreams,
That is why I wanted to write her a poem
So we might whisper it every year in tandem.
What can I write to my sweet and lovely lady
Who became my accomplice and friend?
Who will forever be my dear confidante,
Eternally beautiful, proud and intoxicating.
When designing the story of a game, it seems that only a fool would create a game in which the player does not identify with the main character and/or his/her team. It's the same thing in the gaming world as it is in the regular world of writing.
I'm sure that if any of you had had any basic lessons in writing, it was clearly and forcefully conveyed to you that you absolutely must let your readers identify with your characters. Otherwise, the players/readers would be less involved with the characters' fates, and they would surely not cry for them if something bad happened.
This was actually disproven a few decades ago by a playwright and poet called Bertolt Brecht. He believed in creating a distance from all the characters as well as from the story. Amazingly, his best tales were absolutely riveting, powerful, and some even made the audience cry.
Usually, in this Story Design Tips column, I show you how something can be done. In the last article, I showed you how to create identification with characters and situations. But this time, rather than show you technique, I want to open your mind to two tools you have in your story design arsenal that you probably hadn't even considered.
Story Design Tool #145: What if your player didn't identify with the character?
There are many characters in the story, and you'd like the player to care about some of them. You want the player to feel for them, to feel bad if something happens to them, to fall in love with them, or to feel that their adventure is the player's adventure. That's perfectly fine. But the truth is that you can achieve all those without having the player identify with the characters.
Players and audiences identify with people, but they also identify with situations. It is one of your tools to make the player dislike a character completely while completely identifying with the situation at the same time. Can you imagine that for a second? Do you see that such a tool can create a wide array of emotions for the players?
Now, at this point I'm not touching the main character in a first person game. The hero there, after all, is the player, and his choices are the player's choices. How can the player not identify with himself? Personally, I think it's possible, and I think it might lead to interesting stories and games. But I'll leave that for another time, another column. For the time being, take this tool and try to see what happened if y
A hug is something special
A hug can give such joy
A hug can bring a little smile
To every girl and boy
A hug can say a thousand words
Without a single spoken one
A hug can put things right again
When everything seems wrong
A hug can be a lovely thing
It doesn't have to contain a touch
A hug can be on paper
The word 'hug' just means so much
So I'm sending you a special hug
Not physical, it's true
But this hug is sent to let you know
I think the world of you
A hug is something special
A hug can give such joy
A hug can bring a little smile
To every girl and boy
A hug can say a thousand words
Without a single spoken one
A hug can put things right again
When everything seems wrong
A hug can be a lovely thing
It doesn't have to contain a touch
A hug can be on paper
The word 'hug' just means so much
So I'm sending you a special hug
Not physical, it's true
But this hug is sent to let you know
I think the world of you
A hug is something special
A hug can give such joy
A hug can bring a little smile
To every girl and boy
A hug can say a thousand words
Without a single spoken one
A hug can put things right again
When everything seems wrong
A hug can be a lovely thing
It doesn't have to contain a touch
A hug can be on paper
The word 'hug' just means so much
So I'm sending you a special hug
Not physical, it's true
But this hug is sent to let you know
I think the world of you
A hug is something special
A hug can give such joy
A hug can bring a little smile
To every girl and boy
A hug can say a thousand words
Without a single spoken one
A hug can put things right again
When everything seems wrong
A hug can be a lovely thing
It doesn't have to contain a touch
A hug can be on paper
The word 'hug' just means so much
So I'm sending you a special hug
Not physical, it's true
But this hug is sent to let you know
I think the world of you
Because You're Beautiful
Because you're Beautiful
This poem's addressed
To you
Because you're beautiful
No matter what
You do
Because you're beautiful
The sun rises
Every day
Because you're beautiful
The mist shrouds a
Dreamy day
Because you're beautiful
A blossom blooms and holds
Its scent
Because you're beautiful
Songs sung in your heart
Are meant
Because you're beautiful
Reflections shine
And glint
Because you're beautiful
Poems are written
Heaven sent
Because you are beautiful
This is all that this
Poem's said
Just in case you may have
Any doubt
This poem's heaven sent
To tell you
You are beautiful
And that is what this poem
Is about. finitto.....The end
Because You're Beautiful
Because you're Beautiful
This poem's addressed
To you
Because you're beautiful
No matter what
You do
Because you're beautiful
The sun rises
Every day
Because you're beautiful
The mist shrouds a
Dreamy day
Because you're beautiful
A blossom blooms and holds
Its scent
Because you're beautiful
Songs sung in your heart
Are meant
Because you're beautiful
Reflections shine
And glint
Because you're beautiful
Poems are written
Heaven sent
Because you are beautiful
This is all that this
Poem's said
Just in case you may have
Any doubt
This poem's heaven sent
To tell you
You are beautiful
And that is what this poem
Is about. finitto.....The end
Because You're Beautiful
Because you're Beautiful
This poem's addressed
To you
Because you're beautiful
No matter what
You do
Because you're beautiful
The sun rises
Every day
Because you're beautiful
The mist shrouds a
Dreamy day
Because you're beautiful
A blossom blooms and holds
Its scent
Because you're beautiful
Songs sung in your heart
Are meant
Because you're beautiful
Reflections shine
And glint
Because you're beautiful
Poems are written
Heaven sent
Because you are beautiful
This is all that this
Poem's said
Just in case you may have
Any doubt
This poem's heaven sent
To tell you
You are beautiful
And that is what this poem
Is about. finitto.....The end
Greets you, Nicky. I would like to say a few words which they belong you. Today I had wonderful night ... every night for me cool.i am very happy.Thank you my friend that told me about this work, this wonderful work. THANK YOU GUYS...wink.. you are amazing .. I am very glad that we can do shows with erotic charge and elegance in one. I look forward that I like you.You know about me that I am honest. and who do not know, you already know it. Today I was of you very horny. Thank you guys, my sleep will be very interesting. :-) Thanks to all who were with me today in private. I think you enjoyed it as well as me. and it is just beginning ... lol ... kisses to you all deserve them. kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss
Its a beautifull night ...
It was just a dream at a age that when I am an adult,
I am great and that will be broadcast on TV.
And tell the world into a new age in which the party
instead of war and they are much more his own.
My favorite word ...
hugs hugs hugs hugs ...
your s Nicky
La trčs chčre était nue, et, connaissant mon coeur,
Elle n'avait gardé que ses bijoux sonores,
Dont le riche attirail lui donnait l'air vainqueur
Qu'ont dans leurs jours heureux les esclaves des Mores.
Quand il jette en dansant son bruit vif et moqueur,
Ce monde rayonnant de métal et de pierre
Me ravit en extase, et j'aime ŕ la fureur
Les choses oů le son se męle ŕ la lumičre.
Elle était donc couchée et se laissait aimer,
Et du haut du divan elle souriait d'aise
Ŕ mon amour profond et doux comme la mer,
Qui vers elle montait comme vers sa falaise.
Les yeux fixés sur moi, comme un tigre dompté,
D'un air vague et ręveur elle essayait des poses,
Et la candeur unie ŕ la lubricité
Donnait un charme neuf ŕ ses métamorphoses;
Et son bras et sa jambe, et sa cuisse et ses reins,
Polis comme de l'huile, onduleux comme un cygne,
Passaient devant mes yeux clairvoyants et sereins;
Et son ventre et ses seins, ces grappes de ma vigne,
S'avançaient, plus câlins que les Anges du mal,
Pour troubler le repos oů mon âme était mise,
Et pour la déranger du rocher de cristal
Oů, calme et solitaire, elle s'était assise.
Je croyais voir unis par un nouveau dessin
Les hanches de l'Antiope au buste d'un imberbe,
Tant sa taille faisait ressortir son bassin.
Sur ce teint fauve et brun, le fard était superbe!
-- Et la lampe s'étant résignée ŕ mourir,
Comme le foyer seul illuminait la chambre
Chaque fois qu'il poussait un flamboyant soupir,
Il inondait de sang cette peau couleur d'ambre!
Walk with me, the path of life,
to explore every bend of the road
Enjoy with me the beauty of life,
along its wonderful way
Find comfort with me, in each other's arms,
when grief crosses our path
Find strength with me, in each other's strength,
when despair lies in wait
Laugh with me, a single true laugh,
to enlighten another's distress
Cry with me, a single true tear,
to understand true happiness
Cherish with me, the wonders of life,
as they need to be preserved
Rejoice with me, in the mysteries,
of what is yet to be
Find peace with me, in each other's souls,
when the world has gone insane
Find love with me, in each other's hearts,
until this life has been fulfilled
And when the path comes to an end
I hope we can say from within
We've known the beauty of true love,
our love came from within.
Walk with me, the path of life,
to explore every bend of the road
Enjoy with me the beauty of life,
along its wonderful way
Find comfort with me, in each other's arms,
when grief crosses our path
Find strength with me, in each other's strength,
when despair lies in wait
Laugh with me, a single true laugh,
to enlighten another's distress
Cry with me, a single true tear,
to understand true happiness
Cherish with me, the wonders of life,
as they need to be preserved
Rejoice with me, in the mysteries,
of what is yet to be
Find peace with me, in each other's souls,
when the world has gone insane
Find love with me, in each other's hearts,
until this life has been fulfilled
And when the path comes to an end
I hope we can say from within
We've known the beauty of true love,
our love came from within.
A hug is something special
A hug can give such joy
A hug can bring a little smile
To every girl and boy
A hug can say a thousand words
Without a single spoken one
A hug can put things right again
When everything seems wrong
A hug can be a lovely thing
It doesn't have to contain a touch
A hug can be on paper
The word 'hug' just means so much
So I'm sending you a special hug
Not physical, it's true
But this hug is sent to let you know
I think the world of you
A hug is something special
A hug can give such joy
A hug can bring a little smile
To every girl and boy
A hug can say a thousand words
Without a single spoken one
A hug can put things right again
When everything seems wrong
A hug can be a lovely thing
It doesn't have to contain a touch
A hug can be on paper
The word 'hug' just means so much
So I'm sending you a special hug
Not physical, it's true
But this hug is sent to let you know
I think the world of you
A hug is something special
A hug can give such joy
A hug can bring a little smile
To every girl and boy
A hug can say a thousand words
Without a single spoken one
A hug can put things right again
When everything seems wrong
A hug can be a lovely thing
It doesn't have to contain a touch
A hug can be on paper
The word 'hug' just means so much
So I'm sending you a special hug
Not physical, it's true
But this hug is sent to let you know
I think the world of you
A hug is something special
A hug can give such joy
A hug can bring a little smile
To every girl and boy
A hug can say a thousand words
Without a single spoken one
A hug can put things right again
When everything seems wrong
A hug can be a lovely thing
It doesn't have to contain a touch
A hug can be on paper
The word 'hug' just means so much
So I'm sending you a special hug
Not physical, it's true
But this hug is sent to let you know
I think the world of you
Colors of Love
Love!
Love can be red, like the intense heat of a passionate kiss
.....the color of sweetness
.....the color of strawberries
Colors of Love
Love!
Love can be red, like the intense heat of a passionate kiss
.....the color of sweetness
.....the color of strawberries
Love can be blue, like the comfort we take in a pair of denim jeans
.....the color of strength
.....the color of perfect skies
Love can be yellow, bright and warm like the morning sun
.....like the sounds of laughters of kids on the merry-go-round
.....like the sounds of fun from the boys flying kites in the open
fields
Love can be green, peaceful and serene I can hear your heart beats
.....it is the feeling of a loving hand that touch a grieving heart
.....it is the whispering of trusting words to a distressing soul
Love can be orange, the loudness of it can drive you up a wall
.....it can drive you to sing like nobody is listening
.....it can drive you to dance like nobody is watching
Love can be purple, the courage we need to love bravely and unselfishly
.....the moment I first kiss you i know that i am not afraid to risk involvement .....the day the declaration of your love for me was made known to the world
Love can be blue, like the comfort we take in a pair of denim jeans
.....the color of strength
.....the color of perfect skies
Love can be yellow, bright and warm like the morning sun
.....like the sounds of laughters of kids on the merry-go-round
.....like the sounds of fun from the boys flying kites in the open
fields
Love can be green, peaceful and serene I can hear your heart beats
.....it is the feeling of a loving hand that touch a grieving heart
.....it is the whispering of trusting words to a distressing soul
Love can be orange, the loudness of it can drive you up a wall
.....it can drive you to sing like nobody is listening
.....it can drive you to dance like nobody is watching
Love can be purple, the courage we need to love bravely and unselfishly
.....the moment I first kiss you i know that i am not afraid to risk involvement .....the day the declaration of your love for me was made known to the world
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