Tuesday, May 6, 2014

LOVE LETTER: MY DEAREST

My Dearest,

I have lain awake many sleepless nights trying to compose words that might adequately describe the feelings of my heart, but every time I have made the attempt, I have failed miserably. Please forgive me for my poor effort and accept a trite and simple phrase: I love you. I think I can say it no better than that.

The day I met you was the day I knew you were the one. It was like love at first sight. Looks weren't important. What caught my attention was your angelic personality.  At that moment I felt a delirious elation taking over my mind, body and soul.What I love most about you is that we can talk about anything for unlimited hours, as if the clock never existed. We have numerous things in common. Don't you feel like we are meant to succeed?
I?m so happy you're in my life. You are the only woman who makes me feel so wonderful and complete, and I feel so privileged for you to be the first to know that I truly do love you.


I used to think that dreams were only dreams....never to become reality...
that dreams were merely a creation of one's imagination....a concoction of one's wishes and aspirations...and in these dreams, I was King and I had a Queen and to this Queen belonged the key to my heart to me, she's a gift, God's work of art her touch sends chills down my spine...her sweet smile makes my day so fine. She truly is one of a kind. A person i though i would never find and now i believe dreams really can come true and that was the day... i found you.

They say when two people meet...........In the very first .....Second that you lock eyes............you can tell......that your true love..........you do meet
.In that very first second..right before you greet!



Every romantic verse I read,
and each love that I pass by
in memory, they are burned
yet remembered in my sigh.

Holding love too close,
breathing in and letting go,
seeing in their eyes a spark,
that only those that love know.

How it haunts my soul endlessly,
the way they quickly burn me;
how I embrace their flames,
in a way only I can see.

Quiet now I lay down
my heart to lonely sleep;
soon I will drift away,
into dreams safe and deep.

Angels dance and whisper
"soon;" into dark we part;
Shimmering colours swirl
embracing the solitary heart.

I am the one that hears the song,
the one that knows the dance;
Who gives, and cries and hopes,
for that one true romance.

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