I have the heart of a poet, even if poetry is not my forte and I long for happy endings even if the road traveled to get there is not smooth.
I come by it honestly - my grandmother's Harlequin's were the books that I stole during the hot summers of my adolecents and the love letters from my father that my mother still keeps locked in a chest were what I dreamed of before I went on my first date.
Putting pen to paper and detailing your feelings for another person is to me the most romantic thing that can be done. But then it is the nature of a romantic to want to have something that can be held, savored and treasured for lifetimes to come. Poetry and love letters exemplify that. But as I said before .... I'm not a poet.
Romantics also tend to be self-indulgent. We are as romantic and tender with ourselves as we choose to be with others which makes are capacity to love even bigger.
Romance is personal and the most honest glimpse of a person's true nature. It is for that reason that I choose to share excerpts of my LOVE LETTERS with you. The pesky details of who and why are not important though I am sure that will be speculated on by the many lurkers that stalk my blog. If a moment is wasted doing that then my point has been missed. But then maybe it's not in you to grasp.
It is the feeling that I wish for others to understand, the feeling I wish for everyone to have - a pure and honest love that bridges an eternity. It is that feeling that motivates sharing my most intimate romantic thoughts.
I decided to write in Blue this morning. I guess because it has several meanings: your favorite color, my mood so far, the hew of the sky and the ocean. I thought about us walking by the water this morning. It had a tropical feel but no real set destination. You had on a fluid white shirt, unbuttoned, so it blew effortlessly with the breeze allowing more than just a hint of your smooth, strong chest. The tangy smell of salt hung gently in the air, broken only by the freshness of your cologne. The sun had just begun to peek over the horizon and our fingers were intertwined, warm and just a tiny bit sweaty from the humid morning air. The bass of your laugh harmonized perfectly with the soprano of mine. When you leaned down to kiss me, your lips were still tangy from the Mango that we'd taken turns feeding each other. I enjoyed the exotic fruit again as your mouth lingered over mine with the promise of more sweet things to come. There was no need to look into your eyes to know that I would find love shining there, your soul had already made love to mine. It was only 8:30am and it had been a perfect day.
The thought of you is so familiar and constant upon my mind that any distraction but even for a moment leaves my heart wanting and wishing for your return. You have this woman's heart overflowing with desire for your presence. If for nothing more than a soft kiss upon my hand or a touch upon your cheek, I want. The thoughts created from within your mind amaze me. Hours, years and lifetimes of light and in depth conversation could be enjoyed between us. From the beauty of a summer's day or the smile of future generations to the folding of time and space or the beginning of a new life, I could be absorbed in sharing thoughts, ideas and dreams with you forever and always.
To hear your voice elates me. The thought of you makes me smile. The thought of you unhappy, just as easily crushes me. You have affected me in so many ways. The adrenalin runs through my body with overwhelming desire for you.It seems that my heart has nearly come to the point where my mind has no words to relay the passion felt within. A fire grows daily. From wanting, to desiring to needing and more. And more. Yes much more.
My life is starting to become so different, even if my days seem the same. And I must confess that it's you who has changed my outlook. You have opened my eyes to some amazing new possibilities. I will forever be filled with a new sense of wonder and joy, because you have shared yourself with me.
I must confess that in some ways I feel inadequate. My mind is questioned; can I match your gentleness? Can I give you feelings as warm and secure as the ones you have bestowed on me? You have chosen to show me such strong passion combined with secure sweet affection, that I can only hope with time you feel a glimpse of the same emotions from me.
The storms that we have endured this year have made us stronger and I am in a place I have never been before. I'm in a place that is calm and serene, but exciting and exhilarating, all at the same time. This place is neither a state of mind, nor just one of physical being. It is a place where my soul soars. It is a place I share with you. I'm in a place where, my mornings begin with you in my thoughts, and my days end with you in my mind. I'm in a place where, when good things happen, my first reaction is that I'm excited, because I'll get to share them with you. I'm in a place where, when bad things happen, I know that you'll be there to provide comfort and make the world right again with a your words or a soft kiss of care. This place that I hold in my heart for you is precious beyond words. You are there, and I am a better woman because of it. I'm in a place that I never want to leave, and I pray it is a place I never have to leave. Just know that when you hold me in your arms, I am in the safest, most treasured place in the world. The place that I am in now is the best of all. I am with someone I can trust, confide in, play with and enjoy life with. You make me so happy. I can't begin to describe how you really make me feel so I will offer just this: I love you.
The sea that parts us is my enemy, but I gaze at the moon and ask it to reflect my love back to you so far away. You are the answer to my passion and my dreams. I live for seeing you, for being with you. Now that you have given me the gift of your love, my appetite for you is endless. When I am with you, the world goes away. I feel only you. I breathe only you. I sense only you. Our time together is very special to me. There are very few moments that a woman knows will linger with her for the rest of her life, and you have already given me many. Thank you for being such an extraordinary part of my life. I miss you, my love. Please forgive my foolish words and girlish heart. Accept them as tokens of the emotions you inspire in me. I will wait anxiously to be with you. Until then you are in my heart, and in my mind, and I will ache with a yearning that can only be satisfied by your loving arms and warm kisses.
But the most romantic thing of all is to be able to tell someone you love them without having uttered a word.