Thursday, October 17, 2013

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE....THIS HEART OF MINE

Dear Soulmate,

This heart of mine once suffered a loss of love so tender, rich and pure. Where else could love be found?Having sought for so long...I almost gave up. Then I heard you loud and clear calling on me through space and time.Your voice was delightful to hear, but should I love after the loss...? Oh, what joy lies behind the clouds? That I should give you my precious heart.Should the stars witness the light...?Of gladness I'm willing to share. Would there be calmness after the storm when I trust love I cannot bear to hold. Would the sun shine after the rain if I finally fall in love with you. I want to write to you the most beautiful words. The most adorable letters to you. I want to say things, meaningful things... and sweet things to you. But no word, no matter what is as beautiful as what my heart sings out. I want to speak to you in a charming voice and to say the right words to you. I want to express my feelings...in words my heart sings. I want to cry out loud with joy. I want to shout out what my heart sings but no word... no matter what, is especially bonded with that which my heart sings like. Nothing especially bonded with you and me but true love and all it's worth. It's your love...your way of being there with the smiles, sending kisses, and romanctic days of passion. It's your love that conquers all and not only conquers but, fills me with spirit and compassion. I think of you before my eyes slowly close upon the day.I savor this moment for, it is here,  in my sleep induced dreams, that you are truly mine. I relive every memory we have made...every caress, every kiss shared, every word spoken and with these memories, I dream of you. The dream that one day I will awaken with you by my side to feel the heat of your body next to mine, to feel your breath upon my hair, to smell the scent that is uniquely you. And in this dream I will rise to gaze into your beautiful brown eyes to see love shining only for me and slowly, oh, so slowly, you let me take you into my arms and let me make sweet love to you. Let's make a love potion and skillfully, with magic touch. Paint our tender hearts blue and our spirit, soul, and body. Let's devote to this adventure,Until we accomplish the ultimate joy.As we search for the ingredients. Let's make the truth our guide, and trust, our armor of life.Let's apply as the only device and loving, sharing, caring, As we do away with foolish schemes and lies.Then let's rub our body with this potion and cleanse our soul from evil notions with tender, loving feelings of pride while keeping the recipe on our minds.Let's lay aside every bitterness and fright and rejoice in this peace we have found.Our hope, seasoned with hints of gladness. Let's place on eternal togetherness and our focus, decked with template of kindness.Let's remove from fruitless shyness and ignore every little drop of strife as we sip this love potion in drips.As I sit here and wonder where you came from. The thoughts of you begin to make my body numb.Your long hair and speaking eyes have drawn out all my sorrows and cries. It's like the dream I had the night before, you are everything and even more.

1 comment:

  1. Is this where you went? You know where to find me...if you decide to unbreak my heart.
    -elle

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