Love, Simply.
My mind has never beheld someone was beautiful as you, my heart not knowing any other soul that resonates such a deep, rich tone throughout my being. Years go by, seasons change, lovers change with the moon — and still I love you. Still I find myself every night wrapped in your arms, dreams so rich I never want to awake. Memories of your voice send warmth into my veins.
And I find myself content in this adoration for you, happy in this secret sort of love. I expound your graces to the stars, the moon, the rustle of the wind in the oak leaves.
You are a muse to my senses and I hope to have you be a part of my life for many seasons to come.
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Your writing always makes me want to be a deeper person than I feel that I am.
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