I hope it's as beautiful as you, however that would be an impossibility, as you are more beautiful than the sun itself. I wish that your rays could warm my soul. I feel cold, but the thought of you warms core. You must be tired, because thoughts of you run through my head all day. I miss your loins of fertility. They are truly the most fertile in the land. I yearn to whisper to your eye; when do I get to see you again?
I have been missing you so badly lately I had to hire a local street-worker, named Helga, to satisfy my needs to distract me of the pain of you not being in my life. But it doesn't work, not even Helga, the number one street-worker in Russia, can distract my mind from the thought of you. Please don't be mad at Helga though, she is merely trying to have a steady salary to survive in this harsh economy.
But back to us, I love you. I love you more than the flower loves the sun, the bat loves the moon, the stomach loves food, the fish loves water, the caterpillar loves leaves, the bird loves worms, the earth loves dirt, the man loves money, the brain loves water. I love you so much that I need you. Be mine Tatiana.
Don't even hope. She will never be yours after this.
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