I guess Dawne liked the love letter I posted on Friday… she wrote an immediate response in the comments. As it happens, I liked the response so much that I decided to post it here instead. I am doubly honored in this, as Dawne has never written a love letter of any kind before. Sad, but true; in 20 years of love and marriage, not one letter, unless you count our Love Journal, but that’s not the same as a dedicated Love Letter, now is it? I say double honored, as she has kindly permitted me to put it up here, front and center, instead of buried in a comment at the bottom of the page. What a woman!

So, without further ado, please welcome my lovely Dawne to The Incurable Romantic in this, her first ever love letter (I’m so lucky! :-D )

Dear Marc,

What a beautiful gift you gave me today: Your heart in an elegant box of words and tied with a scarlet silk ribbon of feeling. Each sentence holds words that I dream of hearing everyday and you have strung so many together, I feel I have dreamt for months.

Now, I will attempt to share my heart with you. My box may not be as elegant as yours and the ribbon cotton rather than silk, but it is sincere and the contents as precious.

You are my sun and my sunshine, lighting my world from its center. You determine the direction and flow of my heart and soul, giving everything life. If you end, so does my world.

You are the dream that upon awakening haunts you because you know that it held the mysteries of your life and that it is more true than anything you’ve known. If you are not there, I do not dream.

Your voice carries me away from all worries: It is the golden song that that sings to my heart cleansing all wounds and helping it to stand up strong and whole. If I cannot hear you, hope drains away from me.

Your touch is the brush that paints love into my life. With each caress, I learn that gentleness and passion can actually be held in one’s hand. It reassures, comforts and gives vibrancy to my life. You bring color and richness to me and without you, all turns to the greyness of ash.

Your eyes follow me with tenderness and possessiveness, shadowing me and shading me from the harshness of the outside world’s light. Without your sheltering gaze, I wither.

Marc, you have held me in pain and in joy. You have even held me when you were not there, because your love always reached towards me and not once could my soul turn it away. If I ran, the race always ended in your arms; my mind fearing the power you wield, but my heart only caring that you were “home”, so it only ever knew to run towards you. We have forever been one and there is no parting in that. There is only surrender and for me it is a joy that I live everyday.

Dawne

Is it just me, or was that not an awesome love letter, especially for her first time? Of course, Dawne, you know what this means, right? Yep, I expect another letter sometime. It doesn’t have to be soon, but you did it once, so I see no reason for you not to do it again, right?

Love You!

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