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You are a fruit of such a vine, that the fruit itself sexually arouses me, excites me providing insight and enlightenment shining within the light of your eyes and hair reminding me violaceous Sunset over the ocean. But your lips are agreeable to the sound of affect to my ears, a pleasant sound of harmonious and highly pleasing taste that no other fruit can capture it. It is the taste, the smell of a richly satisfying wine. For when I am around you the people begin to evanescent around me. You lull my heart to a oneiric place. That are beyond unusual limits of degrees, but so proper that I could not obtrude your space, your exoteric space until you lure your attractive and enticing body to me. An over powering emotion of exaltation would intensify me to obtrude you in such away, the euphony of your voice would bring rejoice when our faces touched cheek to cheek, that no other words could describe among one another.

To a dear friend