Lover, for me anything short of tending to your spirit makes me unsatisfied. For you make me feel a love so plain to see, I just knew it was you. So how could we not share that beautiful love? Every curling handwritten love endowed letter evolving into feasts on my tongue, every tenderly woven penmark leaving coconut and your sweet magenta smell all over my home. It's in my closet, the drawers of my desk, the doorway lingering and enticing my senses, my heart begging time to pass faster. Soni can see you again, hug you again if you're into that. If not at this time please let's approach our calendars. I'm open any day of the week at any time. If you need anything. A love so mighty in my heart for you. It drives me towards a touch of your hand, a hand to your side if you need it. The urge to kiss your cheek for comfort, a blanket if your cold. Bringing you every part of me. Until we have sat down for 90+ years out on the porch with a glass of tea on the beaches of your home in southern Thailand, trading with each other all the intricacies of your heart your brain your soul and vice versa all of mine. 1 for 1, maybe make a game of it with cards you get to ask anything you'd like.
Spending my life with you, a gift. That I cherish. Because I more than love you, and twice on Tuesdays (hands and face), I very much and endearingly enjoy and like you. Your soft spirit, I vow to keep you, mind, body, and soul safe my dearest love. To never leave your side as a friend, a lover, or companion. Baby you are lightning, glowing brighter. How could I not love you, you are not like any other? Electric love. I have made you many gifts and sliver jewelry. May we live long lives together. I'm looking forward to it.
