To all dear to girlfriend ♥ ♥ ♥ Have a beautiful week filled with laughter and happiness, to have dreams to play you hot dancers. With the sky watching over you all .. AHO! ♥ ♥ ♥ heart of a man behind the dream he was hiding, where the look and feel only his depth, a need to give him food, when his heart blossoms in her visibility. Food, sex, spirit, and laughter is best enjoyed with eyes meet behind closed eyes. Divinity is present in the open and where they both meet. The way to a man’s heart is through his soul that there really ethene suffers simplification of extremes. His heart is not selected for one of his own, when the heart itself anyone know the way home to the soul floats on a blue wind of platitude. A man can walk barefoot in the greatest love without food to his wisdom, which he interpreted alone with my heart wanders smiling. He loves food, he loves sex, he loves the woman, He loves the scent, he loves the woods, he loves the ocean with roaring waves, he loves children, he loves life, he loves himself, he loves you, he longs only for and explode her feminism mixed with male for which has reached all the way home .. He loves to make his beloved hot in entirety from the heart, his hands massaging even as he falls asleep, with his strength, his softness .. with all what he is capable of .. Higher than heaven, deeper than the Big Blue .. among the stars. His heart must be emptied so it does not burst, because it required constant again. To it there walked the road to his heart always remain wild .. Divine love! Just so you know ♥: o) ♥ ♥ ♥ What a beautiful day to wake up! ♥ ♥ ♥
– Thore Winderen Hoff-Petersen –