there you stand before me, this being, so beautifully made, tall, refine, mysterious and perfect, absolutely the most gorgeous man i've ever set my eyes on- the most valuable piece ever to be created, though distant you stay away from me, so close yet so far you seem to be out from within my grasp, you're all i see, you're all i think about, all i hear....can't sleep, eat or even function regularly without your gentle embrace-why can't i lift this spell you have over me, such control you have of my ever movements, all my defenses are down, i've fallen trapped to your level, you've captured all offenses, you have the upper-hand in this turn of events, helpless i go & approach unguarded to somehow manuever your strife of undoubtful victory, i try once more to strike despite all odds against me-must try one remaining time for clarity & certainty....my heart yearns for such warmth filling it only with fiery rage of passion, my entire body aches for your desires, craves and wants, my lips await anxiously for reassurance....all this strategies you keep messing with my brain, how puzzled i've become to this mind-game; it seems you've succeeded in making me your eternal servant....your slave- how can i serve you my one and only master....my king....it seems you won this game....CHECK-MATE....

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