My Love

My love,

When I think of you, I think of your eyes, their beautiful cinnamon brown draw me in as we hold each other's stare, when I meet your gaze from across a room, or when you're looking into my eyes as we make love.

When I think of you, I feel your strong embrace, when you hold me. I love feeling your arms around me, holding me tightly to your chest, like you never want me to leave, and I never want to go. When I'm lonely I can feel you, even when you're not in the room, its like you've etched yourself into my very bones.

When I think of you, I can hear your laugh, ringing loud and true. Its such an unabashed sound that whenever I hear it, it brings me pure joy, I smile and laugh along, even if I can hear you from another room. And you know how to make me laugh all on your own.

When I think of you, I can feel your lips against mine, on my forehead, on my neck, as well as many other places. Those plush, soft lips, that make me feel safe from the words you speak, and the security they make me feel when they're against my skin, not just for pleasure.

When I think of you, I think of your heart, when it beats against my cheek when I lay my head on your chest, when its giving me love that I want, and learining how to heal. When your heart is loving others it fills me with more love for you because I know you are capable of taking care of me, and loving me too.

When I think of you, I think of our future, the possibilities, the what ifs, and the maybe. The fruition of our hard work, love, and care we put into each other.

When I think of you, I think of the word love. I love you. I am yours in any and every sense you can make it. I don't know what the future holds, but know that you are mine too, at this moment, I don't want anyone else, you're what I want.

Your High Lady, your Lover, your Partner, R