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Chief456 rated 12 months ago- Thanks to LaBellaRosa/ Take some time out of your day to check out her site! nice variety of stunning photos! Well done is better than well said. -Benjamin Franklin
- Amen rated 12 months ago
- tight.
- bbdrum4 rated 13 months ago
- now thats a pretty picture! this person has great taste
- albertorojasg rated 13 months ago
- An excellent page: Sensual and elegant
- Awlheart rated 13 months ago
- Many photographs here to seduce the eye. Nicely done, thanks for sharing...
- Silverfox616 rated 13 months ago
- Ah the Rose, Thanks again, BellaRosa you constantly amaze me.
- Sorgalim rated 13 months ago
- Just A Great And Stylish Blog...Wonderful pics...Thank you LaBellaRosa...
- fuzzydoodle rated 14 months ago
- Amidst the finite, You Infinite, you play your tunes - Thus, Your expression in Me holds such sweetness. In so many colors, in such myriad scents, In such a variety of rhythms and songs - Formless, the play of your form stirs my heart. Thus, Your beauty finds its reflection through Me. When You and I are united, everything opens. The waves in your universal ocean sway in such playful ecstasy. There is no shadow in your light, But in me, your light finds form. Your light becomes purified in the tears streaming from my eyes. Your beauty finds perfection in Me.
- karadjos rated 14 months ago
- Whenever I see the name Bela I think of a great book by Lermontov, 'A hero of Our Time". It is hugely popular with young Russian men. Here is a passage about Bela:
"Exquisite,' replied he. `What is her name?' `Her name is Bela,' I replied. "And indeed, she was beautiful: tall, slim, and her eyes as black as a gazelle's looked right into your soul. Pechorin grew thoughtful and did not take his eyes off her, and she frequently stole a glance at him. But Pechorin was not the only one who admired the pretty princess: from a corner of the room another pair of eyes, fixed and flaming, stared at her. I'll never forget a scene I once witnessed while passing the window: Bela was seated on a couch, her head bowed, and Grigoriy Aleksandrovich stood before her. `Listen, baby,' he was saying, `don't you realize that sooner or later you must be mine--why then do you torment me so? Or perhaps you love some Chechen? If you do, I'll let you go home at once.' She shuddered barely perceptibly and shook her head. `Or,' he went on, `am I altogether hateful to you?' She sighed. `Perhaps your faith forbids your loving me?' She grew pale but did not say a word. `Believe me, there is only one Allah for all people, and if he permits me to love you why should he forbid you to return my love?' She looked him straight in the face as if struck by this new thought: her eyes betrayed suspicion and sought reassurance. And what eyes she had! They shone like two coals. "Listen to me, sweet, kind Bela!' Pechorin continued. `You can see how I love you. I am ready to do anything to cheer you: I want you to be happy, and if you keep on grieving, I will die. Tell me, you will be more cheerful?' She thought for a moment, her black eyes searching his face, then smiled tenderly and nodded in agreement. He took her hand and began to persuade her to kiss him. But she resisted weakly and repeated over and over again: `Please, please, no, no.' He became persistent; she trembled and began to sob. `I am your captive, your slave,' she said, `and of course you can force me.' And again there were tears... - Whenever I see the name Bela I think of a great book by Lermontov, 'A hero of Our Time". It is hugely popular with young Russian men. Here is a passage about Bela:
- cehmagic rated 14 months ago
- A very enlightened stumbler offering meaningful content.
