Love Letter 2
I want to be your companion,
stroll hand in hand, arm and arm,
your strength enveloping mine.
Autumn leaves falling all about us.
Laughing, as we share stories.
Sharing nights, not finished by the dark.
I want to be your confidant,
as you pen your inner most
thoughts, as your heartaches
bleed and, finally, break free.
Your dreams, I keep as if my own.
I want to smile, as you smile.
Chuckle with you,
at nothing at all.
I want to be your lover,
and find the passions
that move your soul.
I want to be the softness,
that induces you to use my
shoulder as a pillow.
I want to be the naughty,
that makes you come back for more.
I want to please you to the very essence
of your soul.
I want to share your breakfast,
your dinner. I want to bring you coffee
in bed where your sleepy morning
face makes my heart skip a beat.
The fuel of my desire honey is you,
your velvet skin, your eyes like that of a new
born fawn, your moist lips, inviting me. Your neck, so
alluring, and tantalizing.
From there, the landscape of your body
draws my deepest attention, to take you to
the heights of passion
No, it is no secret, my love,
to put it very simply,
I desire to be your everything.
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