My one true love,

How indescribable these last weeks have been. This has to be the most beautiful stretch of days I've ever experienced in my life!! I get so excited that I almost pee my panties.

You've burst into my heart and filled me with so much love for the man who can touch my soul and make me quiver. You give me goosebumps. How can I repay you for rescuing me from the unknown, mundane existence I was living? Everything is illuminated with your love as the light unto my path and the fire in my soul. Thank you, my love!

I'm euphoric that I serendipitously challenged you to write me an ode of love, which turned into your daily email and notes. They've morphed into the highlights of my day. Who could have thought that all those months ago, it would turn into this? You've made me so happy. It's like my feet don't touch the ground when I walk. 

I have a constant warmth and an aura that surrounds me, keeping everything in perfect focus through the lens of your love. The world could fall apart, bridges collapse, buildings crumble, humankind wail at life, but I am warm and secure in my man's love, safe from the world's rages.

You're a man of perseverance. You knocked, rapped, banged, beat, then broke down the door to my heart. You've planted the conquering banner of 'LOVER' on the summit of my heart. I acquiesce to your love with full knowledge that it will never desert me. As you've said many times, you will love me forever as I will you. That is so reassuring, knowing I will never have to sleep alone, dream alone, be alone ever again because our souls are united in a cosmic eternity, bound through all time and space as two nascent, stardust grains. 

'YOUR LOVE' is what lifts me, as the morning tide, raising me to heights unattainable by myself. I can't tell you enough how much I love you. I want it to be every other sentence I utter. If it's not, those words color my every thought. It's a fog that coats and envelops everything I do and think. My man loves me. Please love me then.... fuck me. 

I want to feel the touch of your skin, the warmth of your body, the heat of your physical passion, and the strength of your cock as you plant it in me, claiming my gift to you. I want to feel your fingers as they glide over my body, exploring me like a blind man's first reading. I tremble at the thought of our lips kissing; yours kissing my breast as my nipples harden under their loving caress. My hand searching for your manhood to feel its power and your love for me. I want to hold it and never let it go as it throbs for me. I want to kiss you as my legs part, and I guide you past the entrance of paradise, feeling you slowly bury yourself to the hilt as we consummate the world's most intense love ever. Can't you feel our coupling? It will be spectacular.

As I write these words, I am wet for you. Never has a man affected me so completely and to the origin of my soul's nucleus. This is new and unknown for me, and for once, I really feel alive, truly alive, open to experience all that life might afford. My every sense tingles when I think of you and your endless love. It incites the giddiness that I missed when I was a teenager. I want to pour out my soul's contents for you and let you drink me up like a parched, desert wander at a refreshing, oasis pool. I want to be the person you think of when you need a boost and be reassured in the comfort of my love as I am in yours.

I'm a hard case that has been calloused by many ordinary men. I needed an extraordinary man to show me the meaning of true love. A mountain of a man, whose words pried his way into my affections with compassion, devotion, passion, and true, abiding love. That man is You, my man, my soulmate, my one true love in an athanasy existence.  

I'm still trying to write you a masterpiece. I started this letter days ago, and it's not worthy of what I need or want to say. It needs to marinate awhile, be re-read and edited until I'm satisfied with every word. I don't think I ever will be completely happy with it. I want it to be the perfect expression of my undying love for the man who opened my heart to a new life, the genesis of unending love. It is just in the embryonic stage of what awaits us. As I contemplate our future, I see one of unfathomable promise.

Your Lover