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Some say that you can see a persons soul and
innermost feeling by looking into their eyes, so I look into yours
intensely. God himself said that it was not good for man to
Continue to live alone, so he created your gender for me. Entire
nations have risen and fallen for the Love of just one of your
kind. So priceless and mind-boggling is your essence, the infinite
universe is compared to you. I understand that you are a relic, so
I examine you. Coming to the conclusion and realization that
terminologies such as uniqueness and antiquity can't define you.
But! The Epicureanism in my blood continuously drives me to examine
the sights, sounds, smells, textures, and tastes that only you
posses exquisitely. Unable to alone, for nine months, one of your
species allowed me to exist in Iran quility. Then, tried to teach
me to Love in a world that taught me to hate. Blessed with the
ability to empathize with you, even scares you when I express the
reality of your value. You have a magnetism stronger than an
astrologers eyes to a star filled night. Some stalk and gawk. I
mentally, emotionally, and spiritually dissect you in amazement.
Some lust. My attraction is in perspective. Some also stare. I
admire! But! Because I seek the answers to your enchanted existence
from you, in the ways that I do, even by you at times,
I'm considered to be infatuated, when
I'm only a physical manifestation of your dreams
and fantasies, thought only to be in fairy tails, but actually
materialized so, I'm envied, hated, and feared
by both, men and women who don't understand that
I'm only, attentive. ONLY BY A MAN BEING A KING
WILL HE BRING OUT THE QUEEN IN WOMAN! (MOE BETTER).
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