lelkiösmeretedet; love you you could not, could not you, you did not want to speak, even when my heaven triumphs after day so happy you looked in the eyes and face eager questions answered, “I did not mind it ! semmitsem regret it! “
(The woman closed her eyes, her arms rányugtatta backs of the stalls, still half-naked beauty of the arm. He odasimult blink of an eye and began to burn with a kiss.)
Well, kiss, I do not mind, anyway … last since I cheated.
-She did not love! even now, when you are about to become! Is that “megcsaltalak” But I say, “See, what really, how devotedly I loved you and yet you took your love from me!” Do not! it’s your lips, your heart can not stand it. And this is what I wanted and I want all the time. I wanted to hear from you about your miserly little szájadról that you love, that is very, very love, just as he is on you. When allowed to be a hundred red roses tear-szaggassak the szájadról, love roses, you will be up and cry me a bitter fact that everything you buy it and you do not sweeten the joy one sweet szavaddal no, you do not you increase my happiness by that magadéról talking as if, magically impressed would your word, your voice, as if a secret scourge was at would have been out of you can break out once in a feeling and tell me at last, how happy I have made you, and do you yourself have to really love. But you loved, very loved, could have been otherwise, so this is mine? But with the deep gyöngédségekkel has failed at that time with only the sound of love. And I wanted to do so frantically tetőled. I was so many times that he wanted to ask, tell me, tell me, “my sweet lord, my lover dear sir,” but if you would have smiled and still listen to it? Have