Dear Soulmate,
Your love is like a warm breeze on a hot summer day. It gently caresses my skin as it blows by like the touch of your hand. I tilt my head and imagine the warmth I feel on my lips is a warm kiss from you. I feel your love in the breeze as it blows by me, wrapping itself around me as if I were in your arms safe and warm. I close my eyes and listen to the breeze imagining I can hear you whisper softly "I Love You" in my ear. I smile softly and whisper "I Love You, Too" imagining you can feel my love in the warm breeze...My heart is like an open book,waiting for you to read, It was written for your eyes,for no other could understand it.As you turn the page you will find that our love was meant to be.We were destined to be together until eternity.As you look you will see just how much I love you.You will see our past and hold our future,you will see the pain and happiness we shared,you will see the things to come,and love that still grows.For my heart is an open book that will never close.When I die know this, I will have gone to heaven, having lived a life of bliss. Each time I close my eyes I see a picture.A picture of you and I bound together as one.Like paint on canvas I see the Artist's strokes iIllustrate sensuous curves of velvet texture and exciting hue all in the form of you.The same Artist that painted the stars on the sky that gave you a heart of gold and lips that taste like wine.Yes, the same Artist that let you be mine. Love's hypnotic rhapsody washes over me It's bewitching spell drowning my soul in wave washed ecstasy As I submit myself to her unparalleled beauty. Pondering an endless horizon, I wonder at the endlessness of my feelings; Joy soaring to boundless altitudes. Love, burning with an intensity which will scorch the earth. Love, unbound and endless, which will nourish the world, feeding those lonely souls who have never known Love. My heart intones endless litanies, for my love for you,as a religion, and you, as a goddess of all that is beautiful and sublime inhabit the temple that is my soul presiding over my emotions and desires with arms outstretched and understanding in your heart
A name in a dream,
A beautiful woman
full of compassion
Gentle, a vision of
everything I desired
Unreal, only an illusion
perhaps
But, one that I have
kept close to my heart
She was there behind me,
close by me
A belief, a vision,
a guardian angel
Mysterious, perhaps a
product of my delusions
But yet, she uttered her
name in desperate moments
She was the lover, the friend,
the companion, real enough
The one who could
lead me out of this hell
I depended on her in those
very desperate moments
Life and death in the balance
A beautiful vision,
compassionate, delightful,
gentle
She touched my shoulder
Gripped my hand
And somehow it was all right
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