Hello Eeedιoт Вoy, Your sweet voice is like the application of aloe vera upon a sunburnt back. The stickers hugging the fruit smell better than the perfume of ambergris. I desire to see life through your hallucinations so that they massage my viscera into an eternal state of turgid flux. If I could have just one wish, it would be to wake up to your songs in the morning. You are dressed with filaments and people take pains to make you fully incandescent this evening. Your layers of absinthe and torsion form concretions of hyper-alimentation. Cities crumble, skies ignite spontaneously in your presence. I love your eyes, I know they can stare through my thoughts. Your eyes are like spheres of crystal water filled with shimmering dreams. Panoramic aromavision is the future. As the bliss slowly rises in my incandescent eluxulator, your mere presence has a euphoric effect upon me. You turn the atmosphere ablaze with currents of sweet ethylene when you smile. Your eyes show as many deep and full shades of fire as a thousand supernovas.
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