Oct 16, 2005 02:59
When I first met you, I wanted you. Inside me, beneath me, warming me and loving me as I loved you from the first glance, when I knew I had to protect you.
I wanted to love you and heal the wounds on your beautiful, dear heart.
I saw a smile from you but once and I wanted to frame it in my hands forever.
My soul reached out for you, to meld with yours, fixedly and eternally, locked with you.
Yours.
But now that I have you in my hands, I wonder how clumsy they've gotten after so long...
I love you... baby...
Please... keep patience your high virtue.
I love you more than life itself.