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I love Marc to distraction. He’s like an addiction to me and I’m quite happy to be an addict in this respect. I love to tell him often how I feel and I do. I also like to tell him in different ways: Sometimes it’ll be through actions and at others it will be spoken. However, the written word is another wonderful way because I have to think, “How do I put my words to my heart that clearly show my devotion to him?” When I write to him, it’s my way of renewing my vows with him each time I write. It’s also a record of how do I love thee? Since the ways are innumerable, I can do this for the rest of my life, finding new ways to say, “I love you and my commitment to you is forever.”
To My Beloved,
I think of your arms encircling me whenever you stand next to me. My ears tingle and heat when you lean over to whisper something quietly to me. I hope for your hands to touch me whenever I see them. When your eyes look elsewhere, I become jealous for them to look at me and when they do, my heart begins to ache.
I love to watch you move; your movements are full of power and grace. I love your scent; it speaks of desire and tenderness. I love your eyes; full of intelligence and passion. I love your hands; they’re strong, elegant and sensual. I love your mouth; it is the mouth of a king and a lover. I love your smile; with it you sparkle.
I know when your eyes follow me because of the sudden heat that envelopes me. I can feel when you are near because your presence is part of my own and when you are gone, I feel a longing to be complete.
To be chosen by such a magnificent man when you could have anyone or anything, brings me near to crying. To be the only one who is able to open the door to your heart is sometimes overwhelming, but I am happy to drown in your complete desire for me. You take me whole, standing before you, as I am. In your presence, I am naked at all times and and the parts of me that shall always remain children, find deep refuge and acceptance. With all my inadequacies and flaws, you love all parts of me with monumental gentleness.
I am so blessed to have you in my life because I know I am loved for who I am. You never accept wiles and illusions from me; you want only the real me. You heal any wounds I carry and love me more for letting you see them, but love me most when I let you care for them.
How can I love you back adequately? My only answer is with the complete surrender of my being. I am yours and will forever be only yours.
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Oh! This is so plushly beautiful it moved me to tears. If all the world could experience this kind of deep soul love…even once…I don’t think we would have wars. Not only is your writing exquisite, but your knowing of the details of love is profound. This is just stunning!
Thank-you Robin, thank-you! Love is the one thing I probably know best and that’s because Marc loves me as completely, if not more so, as I love him.
That was beautiful; simple and yet straight from the heart.
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