Deerest, do I fawn? Am I ready? I'm a lap ahead. picturing the smirk of indignation at the suggestion. My romantic persona rises to the occasion. I toss the gauntlet, I raise my coat of arms on the field, I commit to the fight...... never mind. Want to wrestle? Auburn hair and changing eyes deep beauty that resists disguise Deep wisdom and wordplay breathing lusty passion any time of day What gift from one so poor could a smile on your pretty face insure
