Look at my pictures - do you see those flashes in my eyes? Do you feel them going through your body, making you feel special? If yes, it means you understand me, which gives a great chance for me to like you, too.
When I was a teenager, I spent days reading books by Greek philosophers, and dreamed of being a lady in toga in Ancient Greece. Mother used to tell me that I better stop dreaming and start living... Now I am a mother myself, and I turn my dreams into life, which leaves me less time for reading. You know what it means? That I don't want to spend month by month in reading your letters - instead I wish to meet you and show you how those flashes in my eyes can work for real! |
Are you Mars, the God of war, brave, but heartless and cold? Then sorry, but I am not your lady.
Are you Phoebus, the God of sun, beautiful, but leaving you alone on dark nights? Then pass by, please.
Are you a man, a mortal human-being, but confident and strong, daring to cross the ocean to his lady? Then here you are, right where I am looking for you and only for you.
You are sincere, you are real. A friend, a husband, a lover. You have dozens of descriptions, but only one face - the face I want to see day by day for eternity.
You know that I don't want a martial supporter, but a supporter for my soul, because we can't count love in money - we count it in hugs and kisses. From which another quality of yours comes - I wish you to be passionate and sensual... You know why, right?
Write to me and you will find the answer... |