No rest for the wicked."To work and to love." - Sigmund FreudI live life one day at a time, making every moment count, always waiting for what's hiding at the corner. I deal the cards I'm dealt and never complain. And I pick my battles wisely.I love to volunteer. I love music. I love to dance. I love ballet, "Swan Lake" and "The Nutcracker" being my two favorite performances. I love to snowboard and play tennis. I love to read and write. I love everything French. I love art, especially the Impressionist Period. I love flowers; lilies and peonies being my favorite. I love fashion. And I also love medicine, especially Neurology, Psychology and Orthopedics.Friends: I cannot thank you enough for all of the beautiful and sexy photos you share with me on my wall, along with your messages and our chats. It only strengthens my feelings of friendship I have for you. Your kindness, generosity and humor never ceases to make me smile, which is simply the greatest thing next to laughter and love. Merci! - Ellie xo"You cannot find peace by avoiding life." - Virginia WoolfJe t'aime pour toujours, mes amis!! (I'll love you forever, my friends!!)
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Tchaikovsky - The Swan Lake
My boyfriend wrote me a beautiful and lovely poem.
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https://33.media.tumblr.com/bed73f5dc2890d8996ff20c9b45be1fa/tumblr_n24xh45oxu1sjqcmko1_1280.jpg Finger touching lips.
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Miss you Want you Need you Crave you Please you Beg for you Tease me Take me Own me Possess me Command me Fuck me Grab my pussy Command huskily, "You're mine." Oh, how you make me moan... Yes. Always and forever yours. Push my back down on the bed Groan and grab the sheets Scream into the pillow a nd I cum You thrust harder And I scream louder ...
Added 09 Sep 2014 | Category Erotic Poems
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To J; you are my darling, my love, my mon amour. I love you. We danced slowly during dawn in Scotland Pink, blue, lavender with the golden sunlight Peeking its way through the beautiful morning hues We kissed beneath the blanket of stars in London The dark indigo sky wrapping itself around us Kisses so gentle, sweet, so very full of love Sipping petit noir’s avec de la crème in Paris...
Added 23 Jul 2014 | Category Love Poems
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Oh, love. Euphoric beauty Tangled in pain. Kisses so tender Tears that ache the heart Promises for the future; Moments just you and I Bemused with sadness When all goes awry; Lust, desire, infatuation Erased by crashing waves ...
Added 18 Jul 2014 | Category Love Poems
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You said we were meant to be soul mates And we would always be in each other’s lives That you would give me everything Even though all I wanted was you You bought me three nights at a luxurious hotel We laid in bed and planned our future Stood beneath the stream of Hot watered countless showers I knew you weren’t ready to move on Just needed to fuck to keep you satisfied I wanted...
Added 15 Jul 2014 | Category Erotic Poems
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Who you are is nothing short of wonderful You let me be my independent self We wrote each other for hours Yet still I remained ambivalent Then I heard your voice: Confident, nonchalant, humorous A smile danced across my face as I listened to your every word And as we talked it became quite clear, I would be yours, and only yours Even when you command, By no means harsh...
Added 10 Jul 2014 | Category Love Poems
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The ballerina rises off her feet to stand en pointé. Sparkles from her white costume shimmering From the bright lights focused on her. She elongates her arms into the air, bending her small wrists And the tips of her delicate fingers lightly touch each other. She glances at the crowd, looking for him Even though she knows he is not there. The long legs of this ballerina are...
Added 26 Apr 2014 | Category Love Poems
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We stood in the Yellow Mountains where Clouds covered the mountain cliffs and trees. Here, existence ceased to be, Except for her and I. Standing underneath a Ginko tree, Clouds sheltered us overhead. Our faces grazed one another, Lips pressed lightly against each other. She held the back of my head with her delicate hand, and Tilting her face up, she placed sweet kisses on my lips. ...
Added 14 Apr 2014 | Category Love Poems
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