Thursday, September 27, 2012

LOVE LETTER: FOR YOU MY LOVE

FOR YOU MY LOVE YOU KNOW NOT THE DEPTH OF LOVE I HAVE INSIDE FOR WORDS CAN DEFINE, BUT NOT CAN THEY ALLOW YOU TO FEEL. YET MY LOVEM MY HEART WILL GO ON, MY SOUL WILL LIVE, MY WORDS UNFOLD. I HOLD THE LOVE INSIDE MY SOUL.......THERE IS NO OTHER WAY. FOR I AM NOT ALLOWED TO SHARE. I JUST FOLD MY HANDS, IMAGINE YOU KNOWING, PRAYING THAT ONE MOMENT WILL PASS THAT YOU WILL LOOK DEEPLY INTO MY EYES, AND SEE YOUR SOUL LOOKING BACK AT YOU, BEFORE YOU, YOU WOULD SEE YOURSELF, FOR I HOLD ALL THAT YOU ARE, BUT ONLY WHAT YOU HAVE ALLOWED ME TO SEE. YOUR KISS HAS BEEN ENGRAVED UPON MY LIPS AND YOUR TOUCH ON MY SKIN, AS IF NO ONE HAS EMBRACED ME BEFORE. ONLY YOU MY LOVE, ONLY YOU I LOVE. EVEN IF YOU GIVE NOT OF YOURSELF, YOU HAVE CERTAINLY BEEN THE LOVE OF MY LIFE. IT IS NOT JUST A GIFT, NOR IS IT INSECURITY. IT IS NOT WHAT YOU DO OR WHAT YOU DO NOT DO. IT ISNT EVEN WHAT YOU WISH YOU COULD DO. IT IS YOUR HUMBLE HEART AND YOUR HUMBLE SOUL. YOUR LOSSES, YOUR GAINS, THE FAITH THAT YOU HAVE LOST AND THE TEARS THAT YOU HAVE WEPT. YOUR FEARS, YOUR BELEIFS, YOUR STRENGTH, YOUR BEAUTIFUL FACE....YOUR DISTANT EYES. ALL OF YOU MY LOVE, I LOVE. THE BRANCHES OF YOUR BEING, YOUR SORROW, YOUR PAIN. HOW I WISH I COULD BE YOUR MEDICINE TO SOOTH ALL THAT YOU CAN NOT CHANGE. I PRAY FOR YOU MY LOVE, FOR SOLITUDE AND PEACE WITHIN YOURSELF. A PICTURE OF PARADISE TO PONDER, A BREATHE FROM GODS WHISPER AND THE HOPE FOR THE NEXT SUNRISE IN WHICH YOU CAN FEEL THE WARMTH IN YOUR HAIR AND A GLOW ON YOUR FACE. I PRAY FOR A REFLECTION OF MY SOUL FOR YOU TO DREAM OF AND A CLOUD FOR YOU TO REST UPON, FOR SILENCE IN YOUR THOUGHTS, TO BREATHE CLEARLY WITH GODS WHISPER OF HOPE IN YOUR EAR. AN OPEN HEART TO LOVE ONCE AGAIN, EVEN FOR ANOTHER, IF THAT IS TO BE WHAT IS TO BE. I HOPE I HAVE SHARED ALL THAT I AM, EVEN IF IT SI JUST IN THESE WORDS. FOR MY LOVE FO RYOU IS UNMEASURABLE. AND FOREVER AND A DAY, YOU MY LOVE WILL HOLD THE DEEPEST PLACE WITHIN MY HEART. YET THE TRUTH OF WHAT IS HURTS, KNOWING THAT I MAY NEVER BE ABLE TO GIVE YOU ME IN ALL THE WAYS THAT I WISH TO. MOMENTS THAT WE KNEW, THE MANY OF FEW ARE TREASURED INMY HEART. IF ONLY YOU LISTENED TO ALL OF THESE WORDS, YOU STILL KNOW NOT, THE LOVE I HAVE FOR YOU....ALL MY LOVE,

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