Thursday, May 1, 2014

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE..OUR PHONE CALLS


Dear Soulmate,

When you love someone, you will do anything for them,when you care about someone, you will be there for them when no one else is,when you cherish someone, you treasure every moment you have in their eyes,when you realize you love, care about, and cherish someone,  that's when you know you can't live without them.Of all the millions of people in this world, I found you,I loved you with all my heart.You were my first,We were never apart.I thought of you day and night,I made you my whole world,You called and wrote me time after time.Every night on the phone,Our silent, nerve wracking moments, we'd share.We talked for hours on the phone and exchanged ideas about love.The love grew stronger than ever.Together we beat all the odds.We talked over and over again..sharing secrets and visions of love.We began to feel for one another and gradually love grew in our hearts.Before we could be won over the sky was as red as crimson.After romance eventually commenced..the moon was as blue as the rainbow. Love between us was our destiny as if it?s made in heaven above.In spite of...that we started on the phone.It flourished more than we ever knew.Every day we talk on the phone about how to meet face to face.In my dreams, I can feel your lips pressing mine,taste the sweetness of your kiss. Holding you in my arms, touching your soft skin, under a harvest moon,  shining in our eyes. You provided a comfort zone for me, You were always there.I look at you and can only see,My love, my life, my Eternity.With you there is no end,Let's hold each other, our love to tend,In this chaotic world of ours,One thing is for sure in my heart,You finish the circle throughout my life,Like a never ending fire through the night,Mystic colors swirl 'round,only for you will they die down,Keep me on your mind and in your thoughts,What we have, my love, cannot be bought.Forever in my arms. I want you to be. You are my light I follow in the dark,A splendid jewel that makes my life bright.I give you my heart, my being whole.To fly on your wings To join with your soul.

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