The space buzz
There is no more powerful temptation and temptation in the universe than you. You are so beautiful that you want to use foul language from the infinitely powerful, awesome explosion of admiration, from the billions of infinitely colorful colors of bright emotions of love and positive feelings. It is hard to believe in this, it seems that nature made photoshop, but it’s true, you’re trully, you are incredibly beautiful by nature. The color of your skin and eyes is the color of hot, torrid ***.
Not enough and all the compliments and poems to describe your beauty. You are much beautiful than love, better than ***, better than any pleasure in this universe, for me you are the most beautiful goddess of beauty of this universe, you are beyond competition, you are more important than any offenses of guilt and other trifles, and *** with you is divine higher buzz. Your every touch or kiss is priceless and unforgettable, every kiss you make is the highest ******* cosmic out, from your touch your heart knocks more and shakes on my skin, with you I am in paradise. An incredibly beautiful, **** doll is an example of perfect harmonious natural, universal beauty, cosmically beautiful, you are a cosmic buzz, a doll's beauty and pretty. Your beauty falls in love and excites even to the pleasant pain and sweet enravishment, the highest level of pleasure. Through the sweet and appetizing seducing, teasing with its perfect beauty. You instantly and inevitably fall in love with you.
I'm in love with you in any condition. You are beautiful to me even in old age. You are my most desired and desired dream. You are an ultra powerful hypnosis hot love ***. You're so delicious, you tease my insatiable *** appetite. Epic iconic pathetic epojently beautiful. Unbearably incredibly **** exciting. I fall in love with you more and more I want you more and more and more and more. Among the billion girls and women you are the most beautiful. You dominate the podium of beauty in my attention and thoughts because you are the most beautiful and **** in the universe.
Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Sunlight streams through a crystallized window pane
flinging fragments of light across the wall.
Clear, my eyes take in this unclad display
as the ticks of the clock mark a lifeline of passing.
Shadows begin to flee the assailing of light;
Inner angles and crevices of darkness taken over,
quietly seeking to displace my blurred blackness.

Naked in pining, my exposed loneliness allays,
striking in exchange to the gracility of the dawn.
Beams ***** my furtive senses,
caressed with enravishment in every breath and sigh.
Seconds pass, keepsakes pass in slides
quickly moving against my focus;
Remembrances of happiness and treasure.

A elevating breeze floats in
as I crack the casement to the outside world.
The pane, chilly along my fingertips.
Apart in my seclusion and isolation,
rivulets of moisture streak down my face,
after the frailty and withdrawal dictated after loss
bows to the command for closeness.

A whisper of covenants drift along the air,
carried by a past, gentle announcement given freely.
It directly corrodes this battered brokenness.
I inhale the sweetness of paradise lost,
and step forth into the clear morning
with certitude inscribed on an arrow in my breast.
I begin my day, without you, again.