You were so marvelous today!!! Oh, you’re such a class act!!! Your voice!! Ah, you’re so the opposite of the New England accent!! All this richness in your tones!! And the dress????? Shut the front door!!!! Oh, my Lord!!! It’s the one with the slit or mesh separating the white shoulders from the black so you’re almost floating, and the smile on your face throughout!!! As if you’re holding back a secret, or some good news you’re bursting to share!! All of that happening and when it moves from you, it’s this immediate feeling of “where did she go?” “There’s been a disturbance in the force.” It really feels that way. You’re SO beautiful, but it’s more than that. You are grace incarnate. You’re a dream! You’re a fairytale. It’s easier mastering my feelings for you. This never expecting! So there’s nothing to lose. So I can simply lose myself in how magical you are. And it’s something objective! So when I say it, there’s a real truth in it. I mean, Look at you. I’ll say it again! You’re the dream that’s living!! Of every animal, boy and man! I’m sure some girls and women, too! Can’t leave them out! Everyone is touched by you. Touched by an angel! My God, if you played that part! (“coming back stronger like a 90s trend,” forgive me – old show!) I can imagine walking into some important event! And seeing you in that dress!! That smile, your effortless class!! “Hi, I’m a big fan.” (outside after, “AH!! I sounded so stupid!!! Kill me now!!!” That kinda stuff goes on!!! Because you’re so elegant and desirable and precious and – ah!! – it’s everything, it’s undeniable!!! And I know you were talking about important stuff, but it got the attention of eternal kids, too, I mean – pizzas and robots!! And to the people who are calling the shots! But it’s YOU that lights a spark in us all that goes on for miles!!! *Never* forget that, please! When it goes off of you, the energy is all decreased. I mean, you *feel* it! “Now you see me! Now you don’t” feeling, but then we see you again at the end!!! AH!!! And you gracefully nod. Everything about you is grace. Even if you acted out in a huge way, guys would look on in the quiet after, and say after a pause, “She did it with grace. Somehow she pulled it off.” But that probably almost never happens! It’s simply how you’re made!! Oh, your face!!! Your hair is so lustrous, and riding down until it opens up over your shoulders. It’s getting so long! But it’s the painstaking structure of your cheeks and your skin! Like the most loving artist who ever walked the earth. He probably floated. Maybe a she, I don’t know! But someone with such love inside their heart, and only love in their hands and fingers. Crafting your beauty. Carving it into stars, and sprinkling down into your DNA. You’re that kind of beauty. Where men forget to breathe. All they can do is look at you. And some part of them remembers what beauty is. And the feeling is something that feels like the first time. Every time. They see you. And only you. You look so heavenly. So divine. An absolute valentine. And I’m so happy I don’t have the twitter. I mean, besides that little page! And I’m so relieved I don’t hear what so many must be saying! I’ve mastered it mostly, but it’s hard not to feel a little jealous. Everyone wants to claim you as their own. It’s the cost of having such magic. Your skin is so smooth. Your eyes, oh, I don’t even know what to say anymore! The problem is they are SO captivating. So otherworldly, that you get lost in this feeling. It’s real! It sends me to the moon. Looking at them is like looking into heaven. It feels that way. Like a divine opening into *everything* that is magical. So words hardly come. What right do I have to even try! I’d lessen it in some way to try to express it with my limited vocabulary. But you’re everything men ache for. I promise you it’s true. Unfortunately for some of us, too true! But it’s still so much more than all that. I wish there were some fairytale magic that cast a spell where all the men who claim to love you were gathered together. And all promised their undying love. And unbeknownst to them, a spell was cast, turning you into your 95-year-old self. And convinced you would never return to your previous form, the men utter lines like, “It’s not you, it’s me!” and kinda slip out the door. But I’d stay with you. And hold you. And forever be lost in your eyes. I promise I would. You know what? I also wouldn’t feel I lost anything in the process. I’d be *so* happy just to be near you. All right, enough, she says. It’s true, though. … But, hey! Maybe that means someday! Well, wait, I’ll be 113, right? Something like that. Okay, well, you get the idea, anyway! You’re so captivating. You always are, that’s the thing. And here I am on this warm cloud again! So the gift is really always giving. You were masterful today. Your voice is still turning over in my heart! The most beautiful sounding trumpet the world has ever heard. And you in that dress with the white sleeves. And that mesh that gives only a teasing peek at your shoulder blades. And the black that is so complimentary and fitting. You’re a princess you’re so divine. And your face that stops time. Your lips, your nose! Your eyebrows giving shelter to heaven’s most beautiful eyes. The shape of it all! One ear exposed. On the other side, your hair that so sexily (I’m sorry, it’s the word!) cascades just shy of your eye, and down to your right shoulder. You’re hypnotizing. You’re mesmerizing. You’re *everything* a dream could ever be. You are the dream. You’re a symphony. And to think, it’s simply you! Just doing your thing on a Monday. But don’t think it ever goes unnoticed. You are recorded in so many hearts and minds. Oh, to know you. Now that is the dream divine. But now floating off the ground, and all this warmth about me, I feel I do! For surely nobody in ‘real life’ could ever bring such a total reaction from head to toe. You are the dream. And you always will be. Competition isn’t even a word in your vocabulary. Nobody compares to you. … SO well done!!!! Thank you!!! You lit up a very cold and gray Monday in these parts!!! SO beautiful, baby girl!!!! … ah!! got that far, and a ‘baby girl’ slipped in there!! I’m sorry!! It was said in a very platonic, paternal way!! Like a friend!!! ahem … dying inside … if you could see you in the freeze frame! Most beautiful girl alive. Hope you’re smiling for the rest of the day!! And through all the week ahead!! You deserve it!! Because it’s certainly what you’ve given to SO many today! Smiles that have no end!!! And to think you’re only beginning. 🥰☀️💜!!!! … oh!! 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟!!!! Definitely an 11-star kind of day!!! It’s all I had on me!! But it’s more like 22 or 44. Amazing. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️!!!!