Hello Wafoo, You breath as delicately as vapors flowing towards an attractive flame. Your beauty is equal to the smoothness of a polished gem. Your tears evoke a taste as memorable as honey. Your sweet voice is like the application of aloe vera upon a sunburnt back. Your layers of absinthe and torsion form concretions of hyper-alimentation. I keep searching for you between the cushions. You turn the atmosphere ablaze with currents of sweet ethylene when you smile. May you always have stables of horses to service your needs. You have not yet reached the height of your creativity. Your eyes show as many deep and full shades of fire as a volcano in heat. Your eyes show as many deep and full shades of fire as a thousand supernovas. Entranced by the sweet harmony of your lips, I gaze beyond reason to find the oasis of your brilliant soul. As the bliss slowly rises in my incandescent eluxulator, your mere presence has a euphoric effect upon me. How beautiful is the snowshine in your eyes, so directly current from the static in your mind.
