Have I mentioned the fact that ladies. You are indeed beautiful. The sun rises each morning just to kiss your skin and envies the moon when its time with you passes. Your eyes have a luster that makes the stars themselves sigh in anguished envy. Had they not been before now, roses would bear your name as a symbol of beauty and fragility. Your lips will case poets to write sonnets for years to come. Now I want you to close your eyes and know that you are in every way, a sensational contribution to our race.
*psst guys, now ..while they have their eyes closed...post*