...Love Letter...

July 13th
4:00 am

You astonish me. How can you doubt the sincerity of my affection for you?
The mere thought of a life in which you play no part makes me tremble.
The time I have spent here, without you has been a slow, cruel torture.
This exile from your tender charms has been agony.
My beautiful dark delight, your doubt wounds me to my very core...

When I cry at night, each crystalline tear that falls to my pillow
has an image of you trapped within it.
Every dream I have had of you, only you, replaying over and over
...the time we spent in each other's arms, in each other's eyes.
Every day apart from you increases my misery and I can see no end.
Every day is a day that I do not hold you.

When I awaken each morning, I stretch out my arm before I open my eyes,
hoping that my exile has ended and you lay beside me.
And when I open my eyes, and I find you not there...
my misery begins again.

Beautiful sleep! Each night I can be with you.
Each day is a cruel realization
that you are not with my body, only my spirit.
I love you forever...

Sincerely,
Your humble servant
Bound To The Ground (David)

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