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"Nothing from the first day I saw her, and no one that has happened to me since, has ever been as frightening and as confusing, for no person I've ever known has ever done more to make me feel more sure, more insecure, more important and less significant." - Summer of 42'

Aphrodite of my affection, why do you say you are old and lonely? Elegant at the ripe age of 33, you are the epitome of grace and maturity.

A mother of two beautiful and gentle spirit, their lives are testaments to your charming personality and your tender heart.

A rich canvas filled with palettes of colors and wondrous forms, your life is an inspiration that makes my soul soar into the heavens.

The purity of my feeling towards you is absolute, you are the Muse to my Orpheus, the Beatrice to my Dante.

Radiant, your presence in my life could only be described as a miracle send down by a rare benevolent deity to comfort this poor downtrodden soul.

Has it only been a day? I felt like I known you my whole life. My purpose in life has been obscured by this mundane and soiled world until the day you graced me with your words.

Like a comet, your evanescent presence lit up my world for a day and then it was gone.

How can I bear this pain? How can I live with this regret for the rest of my life.

My heart aches, its tenderness unbearable, my sleepless nights haunting.

Every drop of blood coursing through my body calls for your name.

All the thoughts crossing my mind flows torrential towards you alone.