Monday, October 7, 2013

PERSONAL/LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE

Dear Soulmate,

I awaken, and hear you breathe close by.It is wrenching in its beauty, magnificent in it's depth, warm and enticing.  Lips barely parted, caressed by such delicate breath.  What confusion in my mind! Which would I rather be? Lips soothed by the warm balm of your exhale, or a gust of wind, touching two full promises of kisses divine? My God, to be faced with such choices.  Do I enter Heaven orEden?  I suppose I must be satisfied with being me, and wait till morning, when I can touch lips, and feel that breath slide silk down my neck  in your warm caress.'Tis a futile hope, that all my choices were akin to the one that trapezes in my mind. Secure in slumber, I lay still within your arms. My contentment rising without signs of alarm. I am aware of your breathing: peaceful, rhythmic.While my own heart races: out of control, manic. We've been drawn together by an unseen power.We're not sure where we are as moments pass to hours. It's neither here nor there.  It's neither speech nor song. We're somewhere in between the time after dusk, before dawn. I hold my breath knowing that the twilight will occur. Reveling those precious hours when our hearts may stir.  Your eyes softly cast their gaze upon me, keeping Some great mystery.  Can you see my heart beating? I dare not think we're halfway, that it may conclude. I only exalt the time lying next to you. Listening to your voice, watching your eyes take me in. Tasting our soft moments before the day begins.There aren't words to tell you "I Love You". Not enough ways to show you I care, Not enough laughter and good times to wish you, Not enough wonderful moments to share. A million bright mornings would not be too many. Warm evenings forever would still be too few. I need you so much that it seems.There aren't enough days in a lifetime with you.


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With heart full of dreams I double-clicked you to life from the kingdom of lust  to the realm of true feelings. With mind full of wishes, I surfed throughout the world and reached your post, your heart where I was struck by your love. Next I downloaded your words into the disk of my heart and your gigabytes of love replaced my megabytes of lust.Being the only hard drive I need  to secure all my dreams...You became the source of my being, my only template of peace.As I processed your vows and installed promises you made. You filled up my mind and my memory to the brim.And all the folders of grudge in the contents of my thoughts,you deleted and sent  to recycle bin of truth.Then you zipped up my fear and backed up my pride with password you logged  into the depth of my being.All the problems of my life you troubleshoot with style and hindrances I've known you let not crush my hope. With dexterity of your hands,  you hit the right key and spot And pushed buttons of romance  to bring me sweet relief.So, you're the network I use  to circulate all my plans for your rich gigabytes of love contain all ingredients I need.

1 comment:

  1. wow!!! this is so great...what clever words and oh how so true.

    btw, alex....can you give me a sign that you are able to see my posts? although i suppose i can live with the idea that my comments are being read by the words you wrote ;)

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