This Began as a Letter 

I find joy in writing my affections to you.Transforming you into marvels of distant galaxies where the suns are blazing blue and the skies are lovely and crystal clear. I am in awe, feeling you as a force of nature where just one look at you moves me like an earthquake and my emotions rush over me like a hurricane. I experience great pleasure in inspiring your smile, it is as though I’m seeing my desires reflection personified in you. Never have I ever been made childlike in this way, where my imagination goes wild with creative explosions of passion filled short stories. You are a star in my eyes and because you shine so bright I can see the perfect potential resting in you like a seed in the earth waiting to be watered by the rain of my devotions. Even in the midst of fear I remain steadfast in my pursuit to find you in your essence. You are such a queen and I am but a king without one. When the nights are darkest and the quiet falls down around me like fog crawling into the golden gate, I send sweet supplications for you to high places where the universe is compelled to intervene on my behalf. Patiently nestled in the bosom of hope I tarry for your thoughts, I endure the risks of loss of time, I count the costs for your heart. I am convinced that in its time, all uncertainties will be made clear, that you will draw near, and that whatever fear rests in you will flee as I fill that void with comfort. So now, every day, I’m going to find a way to break away from the paradigms of the times and send you the only things that are truly mine. My words, my energy, and my time. 

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