Carlos Drummond de Andrade wrote that “love is a privilege of the mature, love is what is learned at the limit, love is the unforeseen gain.” If this is what love is, then I didn't just fall in love with you, you are my goddess, my Venus, my downfall and my redemption. For you, everything is possible; before you, nothing seems unattainable. In your name, I dare the impossible without fear. You are my greatest confidante, guardian of my most intimate secrets, knower of silences I will never entrust to another being. In you rests what I am when the world doesn't see. You are my deepest and highest desire. For a single word from you, I would accept the eternity of damnation; for a single glance, I would find salvation. Your gesture decides my destiny. You are my sinful confession. You and only you. My one and only eternal Venus of skins.