Hearing your voice - the light behind your eyes...

Dearest Lady XXXX,

Hearing your voice - the light behind your eyes, and those soft sweet lips whispering into my ears; it has left me quite breathless. Forgive me for thinking that perhaps in your absence the spell that you have over me would wear a little; perhaps providing some solitude that I may remember what it was before I met such womanly radiance.

Not that I desire this solitude of thought. Believe me, my desire is not to be wasted on such a concept when I have you to behold; the memory of your lips on mine and the warmth of your body against mine. I would have you infuse my thoughts, spirit, and body with your own. When I hold you tight, it is never tight enough and I hope it will never be tight enough. I wish to always want to be closer to you, to share.

But in understanding that you have a long and perilous journey ahead of you, I bid you adieu and hope that thoughts of me sprinkle spice to your day rather than overpower the main course.

And know that my lips will always be waiting - yearning and aching - to touch yours.

Faithfully, YYYY