I like: What moves me? A man whose confidence hums like a quiet melodyβsteady, undeniable. Words that slip beneath my skin like silk, unraveling me with care. Hands that hold strength yet cradle with tenderness, knowing both power and deep reverence.I long for nothing less than the extraordinary: a hunger that mirrors mine, a passion that asks for everything and gives just as much in return.
I dislike: P.S. The rarest things in life are never found by chanceβthey are gently claimed by those brave enough to reach for them, and tender enough to hold them close.
