If I’m never able to utter another word in this life I want
you to know something, not just hear me say it but know … that I need you,
utterly, helplessly and without wish for a cure. I need your help, your calm
center, your rational force, your playful sweet nature. Know that every time I hear
your voice I am struck with the enormous luck I have to be in your esteem. When
you send me a message out of the blue I am awed and subjugated by my
overwhelming affection. My heart races, my soul flutters and I can barely
believe that this is not the dream of you from which I woke. When you tell me
you love me, I shatter every time, knowing I cannot deserve this gift and yet
you place it in my hands anyway. When
you speak to me with love I melt, when you speak to me sternly I bend to your
will, when you speak to me as your lover I am blest and when you speak to me
with lust I become a flood at your feet. When you place yourself into my care I
am humbled by the gift, so precious and showing me so much trust. I want to
hold you like a blooming glass flower. Fearful I’ll drop it I may hold too
tightly, fearful you’ll snap I may hold too loose. It’s easier to see us both
as chapters, comprising a book. We each add who we are and learn who the other
is and grow together. My clever fox, my prince, my little princess, my knight,
my love, my lover, my sweetness, my all.