love sms, sms greetings, sms favorite, funny sms messages, funny sms message, Part 3

Between us now kilometers, but I catch your voice gentle, and I want to shout through the wind: I love you very much!

Again, cold, and again boring to me, What do you first in the distance, I hope you remember me, as I remember the sky of the earth! ...

Close your eyes, imagine a star, Tu sizhu.Tebya which I see, go up, and gently-gently obnimu.Tihonko whisper in his ear: "Kitten, I love you ..."

One day you will ask me, what I love most - you or your life? I will answer that life. You will leave without knowing that life - it's you ...

Allow the wind to dispel doubts and under the sun you warm the soul! Let everyone take your hand and you will see - the world will be kinder

Hey. I SMS tasked to give you an unlimited amount of the most tender kisses!

For the world - you're someone ... And for someone - you have the whole world!

Bird need wings iceberg - cold water, I need YOU!

Alas! The language of love chatty, language and easy part, his own prose negligent bothering you, my angel.

{} - A virtual potseluy.Prizhat to serdtsu.Povtorit n times ..

You afraid of love confession letter love you razorvesh But poetic message with a tender smile, read it.

Darling, you light up the whole world of beauty, in the tiny specks - your gleam, whirling and merging light. You do not have the world's finest!

Beautiful eyes and sensual lips. Taciturn, charming, modest. Her worship Monogamous men, And the rest ... just crazy!

Nature pushed us with you. I was made to love and where I do not find I can not forget you.

It is said that a swan There is a law: a loved one dies, he dies, and. The wings folded and falls from the height of the blue, if much will love - and you do so!

Svetla your soul! And your whole look nice. Thank the Creator - You gave it!

Love leads through the desert and through the mountain ranges. And she was not getting cold wind, and not afraid of heights.

Sparkle your soul, once pierced my heart, awakened in him feelings of the volcano, from which grew a flower of fire forever burning passion and love for you, my dear!

What a pity that you do not have with me now, This one only dream of a year time, but the words a hundred times any more to me your eyes at the dawn of home.

We will meet you hear me, I'm sorry ... There's where I'm going - spring, I know you'll be able to find me, do not be alone.