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Never completing the task of numbering your freckles, a celestial tapestry painted by the divine. Never to be within whispering distance of your lips, so delicately tender and alluringly beautiful. An ache of such exquisite proportions, igniting passions I never knew existed. Tears flow like a river, each drop a testament to the fervent yearning deep within me. Your gaze, an intoxicating penetration, stirs embers of desire that engulf my soul. In your enchanting presence, handsome, the allure reaches an almost overwhelming crescendo.

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