Dear BF,

Reading me spanish poetry in your black-framed glasses makes me want to jump your bones.

Or when you sing me a song on your guitar. God, it's hot.

And do it all shirtless again.

Love,
A

1 comment:

shameless said...

Damn. Poetry, guitar, glasses... It's quite possible you are dating my dream man A.
Seeking consolation in mine's posh british accent...