Once again with quill in hand I write the words of my heart to thee. If you only knew the passion that rages within me for you....If you only knew. I dare not reveal thy path my soul aches for. Not even to mine own heart shall I confess.
I've closed my eyes a thousand times and felt your touch ever so lightly across my forehead as I slept.T'was you who came during the twilight hours and brushed my hair away from my face. So tenderly you kissed the eyes that longed to see you and I could feel the warmth of your flesh upon mine. Though my eyes in sleep I could not open, I visioned your presence with my heart and soul, and I felt safe. Safe within the arms of the man I held close to my heart, whose name I've whispered while angels watched over me. In secret my companions may not know you, though the angels themselves know your name...for I've whispered in prayer each night that you are watched over and protected from harms way, and each new dawn in which I wake I smile knowing my prayer has been answered.
When did you etch your name upon my heart? Each day spent with you starts with a smile and ends with a tear, but not of sadness. You bring to my life a special happiness I cannot describe, a friendship I treasure as no other. You may never know the depth of my hunger for you, and quite frankly, perhaps that is best. Better to contain a blazing fire, then let it escape out of control in a passion. Though it's this passion that rages inside me at times that I love.... that is stirred within me the moment you come into view.....that lingers long after our last hour together. When darkness falls and dreams are all I have, our bodies meld together as one while liquids of passion flow like silken honey between us. I cannot hold back the desires of my heart, for I tremble and ache to share the moment of ecstasy I dream with you....
Before a teardrop falls, I'll press this folded letter close to my heart, seal it with a kiss and with ribbon gently binding, silently place it with the others. Reminders of the joy that you bring, though your eyes shall never see the secrets of my heart that I write .....
With warmest affection and heartfelt admiration I write to thee..
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