There is no vulgarity in a woman who loves to show herself and play with her sensuality. The idea that it is a reprehensible thing has only those who know they can never even imagine being able to possess such beauty, to the point that they prefer not to see it in order not to suffer from its inferiority complexes.
If our eyes saw souls instead of bodies, how different our idea of ​​beauty would be.
The eyes are not always the point from which you managed to reach the heart of the person who made you lose your mind.
Get dirty with life, love and passion. Not of words
“I know, but nobody knows. Isn’t it wonderful to constantly create a secret not to tell?”
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mode but the true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives the passion that she shows. The beauty of a woman grows with the passing years.
