Your hair, your eyes, your lips. How beautiful, marvelous. As though sculpted. *sigh* If only they could stay so. Alas, it is not to be if you continue down this path.
Okay, grasping at straws here but could these be lines of a poem or something? The guy then goes on to talk about Jung, so he's clearly a well-read guy... Has anybody ever seen a sort of not-so-generic romance poem with those lines in it?
Also I doubt it's a coinscidence that we get a reference to Anita Blake, after a voice mail which sounds kind of like your stereotypical vampire. Could we have dracula running about?