No poetry dares to play with the world as you do. Not even the freest words reach the lightness of your laughter. No work of art touches beauty as you do. There is a light in you that cannot be painted, cannot be written, only felt. Valentina is the bow where my love bends and blossoms, the invisible line that sustains my living, my life. Beyond all life. And when time finally takes me, may I find you on the threshold of eternity, and may your hand guide me through the gardens of paradise, where love does not say goodbye, it only remains. To you, all my devotions of pleasure, my deepest gestures, my infinity. My goddess, my Venus, my Love.