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Umbrellas

Ella

You have my heart And we'll never be worlds apart Maybe in magazines But you'll still be my star Baby, 'cause in the dark You can't see shiny cars And that's when you need me there With you, I'll always share Because When the sun shine, we shine together Told you I'll be here forever Said I'll always be your friend Took an oath, I'ma stick it out to the end Now that it's raining more than ever Know that we'll still have each other You can stand under my umbrella You can stand under my umbrella—ella—ella, eh, eh, eh Under my umbrella—ella—ella, eh, eh, eh Under my umbrella—ella—ella, eh, eh, eh Under my umbrella—ella—ella, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh-eh These fancy things Will never come in between You're part of my entity Here for infinity When the war has took its part When the world has dealt its cards If the hand is hard Together we'll mend your heart Because When the sun shine, we shine together Told you I'll be here forever Said I'll always be your friend Took an oath, I'ma stick it out to the end Now that it's raining more than ever Know that we'll still have each other You can stand under my umbrella You can stand under my umbrella—ella—ella, eh, eh, eh Under my umbrella—ella—ella, eh, eh, eh Under my umbrella—ella—ella, eh, eh, eh Under my umbrella—ella—ella, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh-eh You can run into my arms It's okay, don't be alarmed Come into me There's no distance in between our love So gon' and let the rain pour I'll be all you need and more Because When the sun shine, we shine together Told you I'll be here forever Said I'll always be your friend Took an oath, I'ma stick it out to the end Now that it's raining more than ever Know that we'll still have each other You can stand under my umbrella You can stand under my umbrella—ella—ella, eh, eh, eh Under my umbrella—ella—ella, eh, eh, eh Under my umbrella—ella—ella, eh, eh, eh Under my umbrella—ella—ella, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh-eh It's raining, raining Ooh, baby, it's raining, raining Baby, come here to me Come into me It's raining, raining Ooh, baby, it's raining, raining You can always come into me Come into me It's pouring rain It's pouring rain Come here to me Come into me It's pouring rain It's pouring rain

Ask me a question

Questions & Answers

The Memory Remains in the same glimpse where thought is.

In the third page of the book. Which is thought, wonder, questions...

Without answers, only distant thoughts. Even knowing that the chances are few, small, and slippery that you're not alone there, wherever and with who you are. in the sand and underneath someone´s sunshade.

Cinderella Rockefeller 👄

You're the lady, you're the lady that I love I'm the lady, the lady who You're the lady, you're the lady that I love I'm the lady, the lady who You're the little lady I'm the little lady Ooohhhh I love your touch Thank you so much I love your eyes That's very nice I love your chin Say it again I love your chinny chin chin You're the fella, you're the fella that rocks me Rockerfella, rockerfella You're the fella, you're the fella that rocks me Rockafella, rockafella You're my rockerfella I'm you're rockerfella Ooohhh I love your face It's in the right place I love your mind That's very kind I love your jazz Razzamatazz I love your jazz razzamatazz You're the lady, you're the lady that I love I'm the lady, the lady who You're the fella, you're the fella that rocks me Rockerfella, rockerfella You're my rockerfella You're my cinderella Ooohhh I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you

Umbrella

Black mirror

Before, awaiting impatiently. Spring, the calm after the storms.

Shirt from the heavens, purity, clarity, tranquillity, peace. 

Mini skirt, like spring, youth and freshness in you. 

Boots like stormy days and paths in the rain and dirt mud.

Blue screen.

Changing the subjects of our conversations would be a good idea and good for both of us. The thing is you, the thing, you and me. How can I if you keep shuffling my eyes and thoughts in lands of fantasy and dreams? I cannot. You, in your social page. How can I end, this friendship and love between us?

Which season? I like them all, in different times and kinds of ways, feelings and thoughts. Some cold and other warm. Some wet by the winds and rains, and others dry by missing your lips and body touch.

In which time are you and which way are your feelings thoughts, emotions and desires? To where are you walking? Gate 16, silver key, is it a room to skake the body and soul in a couple of hours?  Or a golden suite with flowers of circumstance on the floor to spend a red carpet night in sweetness with sweets and drinking sparkling wine in the middle of satin sheets? 

There, somewhere? Where were you going?

There, all alone, feeling lonely and needy. Desperate and looking for some kind of snuggle, love, touch. For a portion of comfort in the body and soul. There, lost, slipping and falling into temptations and sin. Travelling into crossroads, into places presumably, supposedly hidden, and getting in scrabbles and troubles.

Benidorm Ibiza Palma de Maiorca Marbella

Foktheflowersinmyroom 

Rain, lightning and thunder

Human touch

She's like a Lightning and thunder

Goddess of thunder, she's faster than the wind And I know she's going under, she's going under your skin Cruel as a tiger You know she will win She's like thunder and Lightning She's always fighting, there's no denying Oh, she's like thunder and lightning Yea, always fighting She is like thunder and lightning In a ring of fire, you know she'll take you By surprise, walk on a wire No way out, you better run for life Nowhere to hide yeah, so you better give in She's like thunder and lightning

She's like a Lightning and Thunder

She's like Lightning and thunder

Her body

She's like a thunder and lightning

Do you understand why I message sexy, strange and weird things on my blogs?

Sometimes I don't understand everything my loved ones say and do. So I have to say and do some things to try to know and understand them. As I try to know and understand myself. With that I learn about them and me and try to improve myself, my being, my personality, my little pumpkin, writing, vocabulary,  all these kind of things and much more.

All night long

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N G R 161: Dia de São João