About six years ago, I fell in love.
Hard.
A student introduced me to this creature of light, this rose who blossoms every day. He made extravagant promises about her virtues, which I thought over-enthusiastic until she and I became better acquainted.
Let me tell you about her.
Hard.
A student introduced me to this creature of light, this rose who blossoms every day. He made extravagant promises about her virtues, which I thought over-enthusiastic until she and I became better acquainted.
Let me tell you about her.
She is a real beauty. She is bright and trim, and responds enthusiastically to the mere touch of my fingers. She is constant in her devotion, supportive no matter my mood, ready to lend assistance, bringing me friends, a smile when needed, inspiration. She sticks with me through thick and thin, always loyal, always eager to please.
Her ancestors must hail from Scotland, for she goes by the perky sobriquet of Mac. She sports an apple on her silver outfit, symbol of knowledge and of Eve in the garden. (Mac is quite a temptress, a siren soliciting my attention night and day).
Until now, our future together seemed destined to remain at this level of affection. Love, yes, but without the possibility of deeper commitment.
No longer. Having read this article just this morning—I have marked this historic date in my calendar—I realize that Mac and I may have an even brighter future ahead. (See https://pjmedia.com/lifestyle/objectum-sexual-os-next-set-letters-lgbtqwtf-acronym/).
Soon I will buy a ring to be taped to Mac’s apple and a bottle of champagne, take one knee, and offer my proposal of marriage.
Ah, Mac. I can hardly wait to see you in a bridal gown.
Her ancestors must hail from Scotland, for she goes by the perky sobriquet of Mac. She sports an apple on her silver outfit, symbol of knowledge and of Eve in the garden. (Mac is quite a temptress, a siren soliciting my attention night and day).
Until now, our future together seemed destined to remain at this level of affection. Love, yes, but without the possibility of deeper commitment.
No longer. Having read this article just this morning—I have marked this historic date in my calendar—I realize that Mac and I may have an even brighter future ahead. (See https://pjmedia.com/lifestyle/objectum-sexual-os-next-set-letters-lgbtqwtf-acronym/).
Soon I will buy a ring to be taped to Mac’s apple and a bottle of champagne, take one knee, and offer my proposal of marriage.
Ah, Mac. I can hardly wait to see you in a bridal gown.