Jan 12, 2008 00:31
Zaheela, our dances together at the winter gala have made me realize something. I love you passionately, with every fibre of my soul. I want to spend the rest of my existence looking into your jeweled eyes, combing my fingers through your silky hair, stroking your ears, tasting your lips, and never, ever leaving your presence. Your voice, your scent, your taste, I treasure every aspect of you. You are kind, and wise, and lovely beyond any measure.
Our conversations fill my heart with joy, and are the sole light of my dreary life. I want to rip off one of Rosiel’s wings again and present it to you as a small token of my overwhelming affection. I swear I will erase from existence anyone who so much as looks at you with ill intent. I would take the universe to pieces and put it together again if you asked it. I love you, and I want to spend as much time in your presence as possible. I do not normally express myself so openly, but my love for you is overpowering.
[ooc; Lyra stole Ingram's laptop and posted this for the lols. Have fun?]
stolen lappy