Dear Soulmate,
You torture my mind and torment my senses even in my sleep I can smell your perfume. Every thought I have are thoughts of you. You tease my heart and flirt with my brain...my heart quickens with thoughts of you. Just to hear your voice is enough to lift me. You leave me breathless with your simple ways. You make me feel that there will always be better days. The song that plays in my mind is the sound of your laughter. The sunshine that caresses me in the morning is your face. You have captured my heart and enslave my soul and yet you go on your ways; leaving me a fool..a half crazy fool. Every day. Every hour. Every minute.Every second. Even every breath I take. Every time I am with you ...I feel something inside of me growing. What I feel is nothing I ever felt before. When we are far apart this beautiful feeling turns into a dreadful stabbing pain.Like the stars above in the sky-You are beautiful, so beautiful. Like the stars I love to see-I can't help but stare, can't help but stare. Like the stars in the nighttime sky-I love you... I love you.The very look at you disintegrates into my mind. Every look into those wonderess eyes fools my every move. As you slowly approach, i feel time stopping. The beat of my heart hurts and your little words carved into my heart as memories never to forget.Seeing you breath; a calming feeling, I can do to, but not just yet. Drawn to your endless look...a certified feelings that won't go away
Your voice, so soothing, I love to hear. A voice that's music to my ears. The wonderful sound of your voice- when near. It eases all my troubled fear. A melody that came from heaven above. It gives more joy and speaks with love, When you whisper so softly the words, "I love you." I'm so glad I'm the one you give your love to. A romantic voice, worth more than gold will ever be. That sexy voice, that only you bestow to me.
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