You will always be dear to me.

Sweetest Thing
The sweetest thing I've ever known, was like the kiss on a collar bone. Soft caress of happiness.

It is possible to love an absent lover with fiery passion flames of yesteryear. In all honesty true love never dies. From the first day we met to our current state I look at you with nothing less than what has, what is, and what will always be. My hope is that you too reciprocate, in the utmost highest regard to a woman who was created especially just for you. When we began our journey as lovers our hearts fluttered hurriedly with beats of fascination and infatuation. Intricate details of dress were crucial at this stage of our desire.What seemed in the beginning as shallow but calm waters quickly plummeted into tussled but rapid waves equivalent to that of the deepest of all oceans. Our connection became unfathomable. That is right deep. We continued to flow with laws of irresistibly and boy were we gone. Gone as in take my hand, hold my heart, and never let go. As brilliant as our minds are, neither one of us could foresee the travel that was put before us. Hand in hand we overcame hurdles of insufficiency, lies, betrayal, and injustices all the like. With the humility you heart was blessed with you were able to confess, listen, and console. Your pure gifts will be held in a sacred part of me. I hoped to compensate for your unveiled appreciation by contributing the best way I knew how. My forgiving complexes of sharing and healing words I believe generated a sense of immortal love between us mortal beings. To mankind our physical figures are ordinary but our hearts construe extraordinary. Shaped like a diamond and true to crystal form the preservation of everlasting love is sealed.