I swear to you that I saw golden strands growing upon her head. A vision of beauty that has no equal. Her face aglow with perfect light. In all the world there is no fairer sight.
Oh sweet lord, when I first heard her voice. No written word exists that could possibly describe its perfect tone. My hearing was awash in its intonation.
I was mesmerised.
Joy resounded throughout my whole being. Soft melodies attached themselves to every sweet syllable that left her pursed sensual lips.
If I did not eat or sleep for a thousand years, I care not, if I could just hear her utter but a sigh.
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