I've Loved You So Long

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life

 I want you. I’ve wanted you everyday for as long as I can recall. Not an hour, minute, or second goes by when you are not in the forefront of my mind. I’ve often wondered how one person can mean so much to another and the answer is, easily. When you have love for a person, true love, the answer is always easy. The kind of love that keeps you up for hours in the dead of night, your thoughts centered directly on that person, what they are doing, who they are doing it with, if they are safe or not, and most importantly, are they thinking about you as much as you are thinking about them. This is the love that I have for you, my heart, my one true passion. I often wish that I could draw, illustrate for you exactly what I feel in my heart, to show you on canvas all the wonderful and vibrant colors you have created in my soul, displaying them for the world to see. You see before you my canvas was blank, barren. You came into my world, baptizing me with a full spectrum of colors unimaginable to me in the past, blessing me with your artistry, keeping me in awe with your raw, generous talent, and never asking for reciprocation. Masterful. I am forever a changed man. For this I am eternally grateful. The promise of your kisses. The touch of your lips upon mine, creating electricity, fueling my arousal. Each kiss I receive from you, a prayer answered. Let me hold your perfect face within my hands. Let me breathe in your essence, intoxicating my every sense, driving my desire for you. The surge of lust undeniable. We meet half way between the past and the present space between us, meeting in the now, for now is all there is with us. With eyes closed, with anticipation reaching its peak, the inevitable kiss is created. Oh, how I adore those lips! Your pulse accelerated, its rhythm detected once contact is made. Our mouths opened, our tongues entwined, tasting love, relishing the flavors, enjoying the textures. Time halts, seas part, worlds explode as I fall in love with you over and over again with each kiss I receive. May this never end. May this forever be a source of pleasure for my poor soul. Within a single kiss, I am your servant for life… May I have another? I adore your voice. That voice that can soothe me in the most stressful of times, that voice that can seduce me with just a word, that voice that I have come to associate with love. I know how you sound when fury is in your speech, its level piercing and at times deafening as you try desperately to get your point across. That childish, little girl tone it takes on when you want or desire something, bringing a smile to my lips each time I hear it. The way you pronounce your words when lust overtakes you, your breathing rapid, your words drawn out between gasp and moans only audible for my ears alone. Your laughter, that crazy laugh of yours, the one that overshadows everyone else’s around you, the one that you share freely at a drop of a hat, enticing others to join in; such is its infectious nature. Let me hear you forever, indefinitely. The wonder of your eyes. The past, present, and future all seen in a single glance from you. I’ve seen them go from tranquil and calm to irritated and bewildered all in a matter of an instant. Without words, they enunciate your every thought, your every emotion. How many times have I fell under their bewitchment, forcing me to do things that otherwise would have been unheard of? How many others have felt their power? But with a flutter of those lashes and a bat of an eye, how many men have fallen under their gaze? I am but one of many, I’m sure. Let me catch your stare, let me dwell in it, embracing me as no other can or could. Drown me in your sights. Transfix me with a look, I will not resist. I never have. Within your eyes, your ever exploring eyes, I find tranquility. Come to me. Let me take care of you. I want to show you life without fear, without limitations, without regret. I’m not the man I used to be due to my discovery of you, and I like it. I won’t let my past be a sign of your future, as the future is ours to take, to mold to our liking, only limited by our imaginations. I am a finer man because of you, you should know this. I want your love, I need your love. Just come to me, darling. Come to me. As long as I’m breathing, I’ll be waiting…