Vulnerability:

A summer's day, a surprise so sweet,
A hidden message, a tale discreet.
A loaf of bread, an unexpected gift,
Crafted by heart, with an artful lift.

Turning simple elements to magic rare,
Complex, rich, with enduring care.
Telling the story of her loving heart,
Is the Alchemist at play?

A rigorous crust, a shield so grand,
Protecting warmth with a gentle hand.
As a tough Russian exterior may,
Protect a heart that's soft in every way.

A warm heart waiting, someone to find,
An amazing gift, artistically designed.
Not from a baker, but an artist’s hand,
Hoping this man will understand.

Introduction:

Before the painting, Alexandra gifted me two items: a globe-like decanter and an eye massager. She was always thinking of me, taking a significant step in showing how well she was getting to know me. I believe the decanter came after she saw my drink cart, and the eye massager was a thoughtful gesture, knowing I spent long hours in front of a computer.

In her thoughtful gifts, she not only demonstrated her willingness to learn about me but also made herself vulnerable. I remember telling her that the most valuable things, the ones I cherish most, are those from the heart and cost nothing. She understood this deeply—later, I received a painting.

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What gifts did I give her? Flowers, yes. Experiences, certainly. But something that costs nothing and is given freely? No.