I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.
Dear my sexy man,
As much as I complain about you being gone and not being here with me, I wouldn’t change it for anything. Not having you with me right now is making me a stronger woman, a more independent woman, a more humble woman. The love I have for you is terrifying and exciting. It completely overwhelms me how much I love you. The day you come home to me will be nothing short of wonderful.
x’s and o’s
I like that you let me in through all the bullshit you give everyone else. You decided to let me in. You trust me enough to share your whole self with me. You let me in and you will never understand how much I love you for that.
You are all four seasons
Rolled into one
You’re like the cold December snow
In the warm July sun