Torn Love Letters
There are charms and charms, but no charm as to your charms that enchant me. You are a poetry and in each/every verse I rhyme your beauty, as natural as unique as the most beautiful sculptures carved by the hand of nature. Nothing is more beautiful than to say the emotions that overflow from the source of my heart that, like a volcano, explodes leaving the lava of an incandesent love flowing toward the infinite of your wonderful eyes. I will be an eternal admirer and I will leave my soul free to fly with open arms and to land on your lap, whose sinuous curves put me in the condition of an extremely happy being!
