São Luís, 20 January 2025
Dear musician that I love,
I could write your name here, but I won’t. I don’t know if you want this level of exposition… I guess your answer is NO. So, your name here is Mr. G.F., and you know, because I say to you every week, you have a home in my heart. I have sympathy sometimes; however, my heart isn’t an easy place. Mainly now. But I’m not here to talk about this. I’m here to talk about you.
You’re not a man. You’re a god. And I’m very thankful for God blessing me with your presence, Mr. GF. You are very kind, sweet, gentle, and other beautiful adjectives. You’re always there for me, and this is a thing that happens a lot of times. You’re a family, you’re my family. And when I need to express your importance in my life, the words start to disappear from my mind.
Dear Mr. G.F., you’re sweet, but you’re wild also. A wild man and your deep desires. A hunger for fill and be filled. I’m hungry for your dick. I’m hungry for your body. I’m hungry for your cum’s smell. I need to sweat with you. You’re painted by the Universe. And now, I can touch this masterpiece. It’s more than a pleasure, than an honour.
I feel so lucky. You have the beauty inside and outside. You’re not like the common. You’re special. And there’s a song in every movement from you. A song that marks our soul. Since 2021, second semester, I have been marked by you. Every morning, every night, your song is playing in my mind.
Dear musician that I love, you’re a fighter. Only you know all the battles you had and have. All the storms that you needed to live and win. All the different experiences with you needed to learn something. All the moments when you needed to put a smile on your face, even when you would like to not do it. You’re the overcoming. You’re the inspiration. You’re a god, but you’re human too.
Dear Mr. G.F., you’re a delicious man. And I really, really need to lick and kiss your chest and suck your nipples. And… I need your penis movements in my hole. I can say that you know how to play the song.
Dear musician that I love, I want to write a lot of words, and at the same time, I don’t know exactly what to write. Your contributions to the world, your contributions in my life, your company, your sex, everything… I’m blessed. You changed my life. And I’m very happy to share it with you. You’re unique. Thank you so much for everything!
Love and more, Victor dos Anjos.
Victor dos Anjos 