Monday, June 16, 2014

LOVE LETTER FOR YOU: LET ME BE THE ONE

Let me be the one...That wakes up next to you each morning as the sun rises,Fills your life with wonderful surprises,Holds your hand when you're walking in the park,on the street, at work,or when we do what lovers do in the dark.Let me be the one...That holds you when you're feeling low and takes you to those places you always wanted to go. Let me be the one...that runs you a bath when you get home,and will just be there if you're feeling all alone,that massages your body whenever you're feeling tense, and listens to your woes, even if they don't make sense. I'll be your partner on the dance floor, and rub your feet whenever they feel sore. Let me be the one...that touches your body, so softly and intimately,and tells you now and then, just how much you mean to me,that loves you all so passionately,and will be yours, forever and eternally.Let me be the one...that goes to bed with you at night, I'd hold you real close... but not too tight.These are just a few things we could do,If you would, Let me be the one... for you!

If i have a dream or two, i want them all to be of you. Let fill my night with you in sight. I never want to leave your arms,...in my dreams i reminisce those words of love and your kiss. The days i know must have an end, but in a dream i depend they will be of you. When you leave and i will sleep in my dreams our love i'll keep. When i awake, the whole day through  I think about those dreams of you. Until i hold you in my arms again your lips so close to mine, those dreams will have to do, those dreams are all of you.Let me fill the night with you in sight. Let me have my dreams of you.Let me reminisce the closeness of your lips, the thoughts of your kiss. I always have a dream or two, my dreams are all of you.In my tiny corner of the world. Where only you and I exist. Where my garden blooms just for you. There the orchards resemble our trust. The roses our contradicting love. I tender it just for you. I watch it bloom through you. Watch it blossom as our affections grow and await the day when we will be one. When we can sit under a flowery shade enjoying a sweet embrace and sharing a kiss in bliss..

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