Thursday, April 17, 2014

LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE

Dear Soulmate, 

I must be dreaming or living in a fantasy.I tell you now...if you must enter please do so quietly for this dream that I am having is one so wonderful that I do not wish for it to end. So please tread carefully and do not bump my bed in case this dream.Should crumble and fade like a distant memory in my sleep I pray that I may sleep forever In this total state of bliss! Every feeling that I have ever felt for you.Has been full of undying love;and the ongoing dream that you might hold me and get lost in my eyes. Every feeling that my heart had to feel has been felt for you.Each and every one has ached inside of my  soul... awaiting the day for you to set me at ease by taking my hand and taking that risk that I would take at any moment because it's a risk that is worth taking. Every feeling that yearns for you has been golden and true...yearning for that everlasting moment that you will kiss my lips and say that you love me.Each and every feeling is praying that you will break down and confess everything to me, the one who has loved you. For oh so long.and I tell you this, These feelings are ready to be expressed To you, the one who has changed everything In my life, and how I feel. Every feeling that is inside of me is waiting for your words and your love.I long for your touch and soft caress, Your gentle kindness, the sweet sound of your voice. Your smile lifts the shadows from my soul, and your presence in my life melts my heart, like the warmth of the sun melts the snow.That night, innocently you kissed my forehead. with one quiet kiss you touched me. Touched inside of me, a place I have long forgotten.Now I hold you there, in that place...my heart.Show me the way to your heart, 
that i may within you become a part, for where else among world,can true love be found.Let me lay my head upon your breast,let me in your arms, lie and restonly then can i in peace lie, upon my grave to die. True love must be very strong,for really i care not if i am right or wrong,except that i want cupid's arrows,to wipe away all my sorrows.

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