I woke this morning with that beautiful picture of you looking down at me and I decided it was about time I made myself known to you.

I leave Russia for New York on Tuesday. I will reside in your country for 18 months while I work on acquiring a company your government needs to sign off on before it can be owned by a foreign entity.

I will have my broker purchase a condo in San Francisco so I can have a convenient place to stay when I visit. Do you have any suggestions. Preferably a place that is close enough for you to visit, or if you prefer, for me to come to see you.

I am 43, unmarried, and uncomplicated romantically for the present. Perhaps we can have Breakfast, Lunch, or Dinner some time.

I have your email address. If it is acceptable to you, I can email you my picture and my particulars. You may have already seem me in the financial section of your newspapers, but I look much better when I am not agitated.

I thoroughly enjoy your take on the events that trouble us on this planet. And I can’t take my eyes off that picture you post with “Though she be but little, she be fierce.” – William Shakespeare Midsummer Night’s Dream

You and that long black stream of grace that frames the most beautiful smile I have ever seen, have been my “Midsummer Night’s Dream” for more than a few years. Now that you are no longer married, I would like to say my intentions are honorable.

Breakfast, Lunch, or Dinner, or all three anywhere in the world you wish to dine will be fine and on me of course, first class all the way. No strings, I will be a perfect gentleman.

I just want to meet the beautiful face that fills my dreams with hope. I also have your telephone number. I would be delighted if you would allow me to call and plead my case orally.

Скажем, да Мишель, чтобы приключение вы не пожалеете. (Say, yes Michelle to an adventure you will not regret.)