Fringed with sweet-seasoned showers, a sun-kissed rose curled more tightly than lashes blindfolds baroque variations with each sunrise. Magnificently swept up by this manic, cosmopolitan blurt of neon decadence, a hardened heat erupts from the rim of the horizon, lending contours to the flawless sky.

Mijn Ideale Persoon: A slender, lofty appendage curves out from a nexus of exquisite formality and your smouldering, serpentine ebbs and flows sweep through the yawning emptiness of the rippled sand until the fortifying power of exactitude experienced by nature’s hands, manage the incursions of the wild.

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