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Your eyes.. they consume me They are deep, piercingm, knowing. They hold me captive, stripping me bare, as if they can see everything, every thoughts, every weakness, every secret I've buried.
I had to reach out. I had to make sure you understand. You are not like the others. No, you exist outside the realm of ordinary mortals. Words like 'perfection' fail you. They are too small, too limited. You transcend them.
I know this might mean absolutely nothing to you, and you probably get many of these types of messages/posts on Bodyspace and in real life BUT please understand that I am being as genuine as ever when I say that you are the ultimate dictionary definition of perfection, and I hope that one day God can bestow me with a woman as beautiful as you, I would be forever grateful.
I hope that this message finds you well, I do not care if I get a response to this, I am just simply stating the obvious and had to let you know how I really felt..