Sunlight pursues you like a slave trailing its master. The Sun`s rays strike each hair, igniting a flame that flows down every strand to shine in glorious radiance. In moonlight, the breath-taking event continues with an unimaginable luminescence; as though untold millions of stars are in orbit around your angelic face.

There is no symphony that can compare with your melodious voice, even the birds are jealous of your laughter. My name, when spoken by you, resounds with a musical quality unmatched by any man-made instrument.

It astonishes me that the most beautiful and desirable woman I have ever met is so very modest. God had to have copied his original model, Eve, when he designed your exquisite body. Created like a living work of art; spectacular and without rival.

There is not a flower upon the earth that can compete with you. Your fragrance seems to seek me out and seize control of my will, rendering me helpless in your presence. Although I am held hostage, escape is never a consideration.

Truly, you possess an extraordinary ability that no other woman could be worthy of. That incandescent smile gives you the power to enchant and subdue the most powerful of men. Even I am not immune to your charms; often finding my mind clouded and my heartbeat erratic.

Like sparkling pools of liquid light, those captivating eyes can see right into my soul, making a lie impossible with you. Gazing into them for too long would be as perilous as staring into the sun, although far more enjoyable.

Such intoxicating beauty and not a hint of arrogance or pride, only a self-confidence that others can feel and share.

Those around you covet your touch and your attention, yet you bestow them freely. Your smiles are given away generously as though handing out precious jewels with no regard for their true value.

Truly a woman's hair is her glory and yours is the very definition. Flowing over your shoulders like a lioness' mane, wild almost untamed; cascading down your back to shimmer and sway hypnotically with your every movement.

It is easy to see that you are comfortable with your body by the way you dance; enjoying the way it moves and responds to your commands. Not with conspicuous sexuality, but instead tantalizing the senses with promises of pleasure that have only been imagined. You move with a grace and sensuality that few mortal women possess. I am reminded of Venus, the goddess of beauty and love.

Your scent drifts around you like an ethereal cloud, addictive and irresistible. It is a tender caress that reaches into the soul, a gentle reminder of your femininity.

When a man looks into your eyes he can see himself as you see him; what an awesome, humbling experience. Other men have tried for your favor and failed, do I dare imagine that I could win your heart and affection?

I once believed that even God could not make a woman as wondrous as you, I am delighted to be so wrong and ashamed I ever doubted Him.

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