In the realms of imagination, she exists, my beloved, with a heart as soft as the furs of a sheep. A smile so rare, known only to a chosen few. In her presence, I learn the art of prayer, a connection that transcends the earthly realm.

I wish to ascend to the celestial realms, whispering words of adoration that would compel Hesiod himself to pen epic verses in her honor. To describe her essence, her grace, her radiance, and the joy she brings to my soul.

With her hair as dark as charcoals, she exudes an undeniable allure. But it is her sense of humor that sets her apart, surpassing that of the beloved actor Ryan Reynolds.

When her eyes lock with mine, they unveil a world of beauty and mystery. So small and yet so mesmerizing that even the fearsome gaze of Medusa turns away in awe.

As our love story unfolds, I can't help but wonder if it could mirror the tale of the Titanic, intense and powerful, yet navigating treacherous waters, without me losing my life.
© Sage