I have a dream… (and I’m not even Martin Luther King 
) That someday, I will have the privilege, to wake up beside a gorgeous woman, grown up to her age, with eyes of a goddess, smile of an angel, and the softness of lips, from beyond my wildest comprehension. Sparkles of happiness in her eyes with slight shyness of her smile, cause of the pleasure received during the night, would quickly repay all the hard times we had gone through during the long lasting relationship, and her soft hand, accompanied with her radiating bliss, caressing my face, the ultimate cure for every stressful situation I would find myself in. The time would be caught in the moment, and my beauty ideal reset every single time, to her god-like appearance. With her smell representing the best our mother nature will ever have to offer, and her gentle floating through the space, presenting the source of guidelines and inspiration for every harmonic movement, she would more than motivate me to dedicate many of my hours to explore and cherish finest and most intimate details of her personality. As my only lifelong inspiration she would have to get used to spoiling and at the same time sharpening her feelings and emotions while we would together learn and explore even the most hidden depths of our passions, emotions and love. It would be a life so simple, but at the same time lived to every extend we would have knowledge to do so. Only love, trust and ultimate pleasure on the path to our oneness…
May
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