My beautiful woman has spent these words to me: Here
my man arched his eyebrows to enclose two fiery eyes and all the Gentiles.
jaw that cuts through the air like a knife but no trace of aggression. Only a fair determination without
arrival.
And a little 'over the mouth. Yes, that's almost feminine mouth, but it has been skillfully deposited on a manly face. Fleshy, juicy red like a ripe pomegranate. Surrounds perfect teeth out of every building. His smile is bestowed sparingly to identify an overriding pride.
But the sun is shining on me when I realize that her laugh with my eyes and nothing can take away from that immensity
... How is it possible that Venus has taken in Serbian for me the joy of a gift so unfathomable?
You'll be my woman forever ... and ever!
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