My Hearts Blood

I love you, three words that mean so little to so many. How can three words 
cover all four corners of the heart, vast reaches of the mind, and the 
infinite bounds of the human soul itself. The love that binds two people 
and makes them one. An unseen force that carries beyond the physical love, 
to great happiness at a look, a smile and understanding. Are two who truly 
love ever really apart?

I believe I loved you (or I know I carried my my love for you) from the day 
I was born, I needed only to find you, for it to emerge. Why else had my 
friends said, I seemed so in love talking about you. When others speak of 
love, when just meeting and how marriage is so wonderful. At first we argued, cajoled, insulted and suffered more then any. Most would have 
turn away from each other, like builders working, correcting the foundation of a home to the liking and strengthen it they want before the building even starts. We are these builders. Our love is a house that grows each day. 

I do look at other women. I see you as the most beautiful in my eyes for I 
can see more than how you look to the eye, for your naked beauty is shown 
to me, and the life and soul of you. The struggle, pain and pleasure it took, 
to become who I find in my life is in your face and to be seen only by true 
eyes of love; mine are those eyes. Mine is the love that makes you whole 
yours is the love that keeps me together.

The physical love we share is a beauty in itself wrapped inside you, a love 
we share that makes sex the best. When in love it makes it so wonderful, 
to smell, feel, and hold you in your naked glory. Ourselves so exposed as 
to shed tears of gold that wet my face, and to feel you shudder so under me 
is the deepest emotion I have ever felt. 

I wish to place my hand upon your face and draw it close to mine and press 
our lips together and slide my arms around you, press your body close to 
mine and give you a kiss of love. A hug so tight to know the distance 
between us is gone and my love is in my arms again.

Yes "I love you" seems like empty words compared to the range and depth with which in lies my true feelings. My hearts blood is yours and it flows in all parts of my body. My mind and thoughts are yours. My soul waits beyond this frail life to travel forever together with you. 

� T.M.R. 1983