Friday, August 17, 2012

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER/LOVE LETTER

My eyes well with tears for my heart longs to feel you near. My mind is encumbered with the lusty embrace I last felt in your arms. My lips still tingle with your taste. At night when the wind is playing among the stars, I close my eyes and allow myself the sweetest of dreams with you. We dance in eachother's arms to a melody, played from a piano in heaven. Each key struck a lullaby within us. Each day spent in longing, awaiting the presence of the moon. For when the moon is high, I know our time is coming. How ever shall I exist without you in this cruel and awesome world. I pray every morn that God may bless me with your sight. My days are long as my nights are far too short. Tonight I invite you to dream my love... close your eyes and feel my hands ever so slightly across your skin. Can you taste my wet kiss, sugary and sweet upon your lips? Allow my embrace to warm you and comfort you. For although we must reside apart for this moment in time, have faith my sweet, for the angels above sing for our love. We shall dream as one.

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