Prose for a Woman

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I know reading this kind of thing from someone like me is uncomfortable. But, I also think that it is good for the soul of a beautiful woman to know that she moves a man the way you do. You know, to know that you are appreciated and admired. To know that someone fantasizes about you because of your elegance, charm, beauty and just being whom you are. So, here goes knowing that someone dreams of you and fantasizes about you.

I love the way your hair falls around your gorgeous face and frames your delicate features. In the soft light of our little haven, with just the right amount of shadow, you look like a goddess moving around the room. Candlelight flickers and makes dancing shadows on you, you seem to glow and illuminate our haven. Golden hues of your hair sparkle and shine in the dancing flames. Your hair is nothing less than perfect, golden tresses with waves and curls, full of body and glistening with a healthy sheen.

I often marvel at your flawless complexion. You have the skin that most women would die for. Smooth and perfect, soft and supple, unmarked and without blemish. Long and lean limbs that move with graceful elegance, carrying you as if floating on air. Your eyes hypnotize a man and suck him deep into your soul. Sometimes green, sometimes more brown with green tint, they are always kindly and compassionate, those wondrous eyes of yours. They always seem to be alive and oh, god, how they sparkle when you are laughing or smiling.

Your sensuous and amazing lips, well I won’t even go there. Let it just be said that they are perfect and the desire to kiss them haunts me in my dreams. Your face has perfect features and is in complete proportion. Cheekbones blend to jaw line in absolute perfect symmetry, the curves and lines of your face make me think of the rarest of art, so finely chiseled are they. An exquisite and graceful neck leads down to soft and smooth shoulders.

I have never in my life seen or imagined such perfect and flawless skin. The graceful lines of your hips blending to your ass are breathtaking. Your chest is as flawless, skin so smooth and supple it baffles the mind. Your breasts, Oh my god, what magnificent pieces of art, are they. They are so soft they defy description, plump and wonderful, the perfect example of femininity. A smooth and flat tummy that makes me swell in all of the right places just thinking about it. A properly pronounced and heavenly smooth pubic mound elegantly leads one’s imagination to the unspeakable heaven that must surely lie softly nestled between your thighs.

Many have been the nights when I dreamed of you. I frequently imagine you in my daydreams. When I am with you, I can’t help but be mesmerized by you. Not in an animal-like sexual attraction, I hope you know that. I am entranced by your beauty and your grace and can’t help but admire the person that you are. Oh yeah, you do turn me on in a big way, trust me, but I try to control those thoughts lest I embarrass us both.

I hope this doesn’t bother you. I hope that you aren’t offended or “put off”. I sincerely just thought that it might be refreshing to you, to know that someone sees you as the goddess you are. Seldom are women told how perfect and wonderful they are. Most of the time, men are ignorant and unthoughtful and neglect to let the women in their lives how much they mean to them, how much they stir their souls. I know that I am not an important facet in your life, but i do feel that we are friends, more so than just client and professional.

As a friend, well, I just thought you might need the boost that comes from knowing someone appreciates and feels captivated, by you. I may be wrong, but I doubt that in your married life, you hear much in the way of how charming you are or how breathtaking and beautiful you are. Don’t let yourself forget, always remember somewhere deep inside of you, the affect you have on a man. Always remember you are respected, admired and adored.

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