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Ad Start Date 05-09-08 Ad Expiration Date 05-09-09
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Sex - Male
DOB - 12/19/56
Seeking - Women, Friends, Donations, Legal Help
Race - African American
Religion - Islam
Convicted Of - Homicide
Release Date - 07/31/10 With Time Credit 12/31/09
Dear Captivation
How are you?
I hope this finds you and those you love in eternal blessings, that life (like I hope this letter will do) is
favorably smiling on you. I've been sitting here wondering what it
must feel like to be in the eyes of a beautiful woman (You) who can see reach
out and hold me knowing me as the vision she's held of what she wants her man
to be. Touches, things felt through life's journeys, known, but often not
shared, someone to talk to immerse with and just a person you're so comfortable
with that they warm you to your bones, perhaps to your erogenous zones. May I
say that? Surely I come into your castle as a guest, humbly bowing, meaning no
disrespect. My goal? For you to hold me as more to you than the rest, for us to
be one, kind hearted, share and sincerely care. All for you alone to judge in
me. I could tell you but there's nothing like you holding the message I am and
bring. I know you exist that knowledge is my private pain because you the Queen
knows nothing about my existence and because of that you haven't reached across
the chasm to give new defining to me. So my introduction, meet the man who's
been holding you but you never knew I was there. Embrace me back like I've been
embracing you and show me it's still alright to. Whisper to me, I'll whisper in
your ear holding you gently yet just right. Just talking between theses two
worlds
until we meet physically, then that talk night smile on. Am I dreaming? Is it
wrong dreaming for me to let the world know that embracing you (after my
commitment to God) is the best thing in this life? I hope this letter doesn't
blow you and you don't find my sincerity and openness strange as hell. I'd
hoped my sincerity would be refreshing, despite my being in this far away
country (jail). gorgeous we speak on the world stage, if I had my way I'd watch
your play eternally again. You're wondered in my alpha waves intrinsically
speaking your fame. Time's pages have fallen. I hear "you" voice calling, still
you don't know my name, Familiar faces are gone. You know time moves people on,
and walls echo only me. My woman? I don't have one or a Queen, but there can be
a "We". God willing soon I'll be free. My plan? Integrating myself smoothly
where there's a crown for me yet what's a crowning without a Queen? May I have
your permission to know you? Is that an act of God on which I should pray?
Consider me and you, reach out beautiful, touch this wish
today.Searchingly Yours,
"None Plus Ultra"
Raydent Davis # A-81105
Pinckneyville Correctional Center
P O Box 999
Pickneyville, IL 62274 USA
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