Sweet Tomorrow,

I heard you were coming and must confess that my heart started beating faster.
The thoughts of your unexplored beauty, your unsoiled character and your endless potency.

I would like to give you so much, but if I think about it never seems enough. Too short, too small, too fast.
Dreams which I would like to realize with you, experiences I would like to gain with you, pleasure I would like to experience with you.

You always seemed so far away, unreachable, but now you are closing in my desire for you grows.
Tomorrow, I love you,

Love,

Marcel

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