ROCK AND STONE FOREVER!

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R̋̑̃O̾̔́C͋̆͗Kͬ̈́̑ ̮͛A̘̐͟N̐̊ͨD͑̍ͫ ̓̿͗S̽͆͋T͚͜ͅO̊̽͗N̽͛̚Ề̠ ͬ͗̔B̏̃͋R̃̌̾Õ͙ͬTͪ̃̀H̤̮̳E͂͂̚R͒̄ͮ

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My love, my darling!

As much as I make myself beautiful, when I approach you I feel like an "ugly duckling" next to a fascinating, natty, elegant swan.
Your voice is sensual, your gestures are elegant, and your good taste for with your clothes also impresses me, although you have a casual way about you.
I love your way of being discrete (for example your shy, but sincere, smiles). Your soft-spoken and paused talk, and your intelligent and relevant remarks.
I'll do anything to always keep you close to me because I love to feel the touch of your strong but affectionate hands, I love to feel the brush of your beard on my face, and I especially love to feel your lips joining mine.
But your apparent beauty and elegance are just a reflection of your soul, which is good and very bright, and this is what makes me like you even more. This is what makes you so beautiful.

You're way too excited about this.