Polly, my love, Just as an artist searches for the perfect words to describe the beauty of a painting, I search for the right words to express the beauty I see in you. Your smile, a bouquet of red roses that blooms in my heart, is the most perfect work of art I have ever seen. In each conversation with you, I discover a new labyrinth of charms. You are like a naughty angel, who hides her wings and reveals her beauty little by little, making me fall more and more in love. Our world, created between the lines of our conversations, is a paradise where the flame of passion burns brightly like the beauty of your smile. You are the most beautiful of all beauties, the most perfect of all perfects. I am a lucky man to have you in my life.