Dear Mr. Love;

            Hey Boo! Just a lil love note for you. I had some things on my mind that I needed to say to you. Some props that I needed to give. You have been such a good boy, Mami had to put you on blast Love.

            First of all I have to compliment you on your SWAG. You are a beautiful man with confidence as high as the pedestal you put me on. Your body is amazing to me. When I think about it it's like being stripped of all my sanity for a moment. I lose my mind in thoughts of your erotic body and the feelings it makes me get. It's a shame to cover up such a work of art with clothing. Not to worry though, you are fly, even in your dress game. Your B-Boy stance is astounding. When I'm standing next to you, I can barely keep my composure because it's as if you are naked standing next to me.

            Look at your smile. It's intriguing to me how it reminds me of a work of art like Aphrodite of Milos or The Kiss. It's as if we were both in a portrait on display for all time. You both melt my heart and reincarnate it when you smile and call my name. The volcanoes of the Hawaiian tropics erupt when you call me just to hear my voice.

I love it, Mr. Love, when you are near me. Even the slightest brush up against my arm sends me on a fantasy trip only to return with chills up and down my spine. To think about how you barely touched me throughout the day and the way it made me feel is like having an aphrodisiac in heaven and I find myself lost in another universe.

            Our souls touch one another on so many different levels. Your mind is as that of a poet such as Cesar Vallejo or Chase Twichel and mine is lost in the sound of your heart's poetry. The sound of your voice roars through centuries filled with strength and admiration though is soft as a lullaby singing my childish heart to comfort and safety. When your arms caress my body I quiver with ecstasy. Your hands are so strong and yet when against my body, are as gentle as an angel's arms reaching out to save my soul.

            I truly appreciate you, Mr. Love, and your very existence in my life is proof that dreams do come true.

Love and Respect;

 Ms. Lover