My Love For You: A Letter Of Love!

Hi love angel~ I just wished to say, that I love you, and I miss you, and I hope that you are doing really well, and that I hope you are so very happy in your life~ Sometimes, I get sad because I miss you, and I feel like there is this distance, that was once the spacious skies, of boundless love, that I found always in your eyes~ When I think of you, I feel in my heart, this sweet wonder washed so in sadness that brimming over in my eyes, is how much that I loved because of you and brimming over in my eyes, is the feeling of the loss of this, twinkling, softly wisping, these memories, that are to me, like a silk ribbon bow that once tied my heart endearingly to yours~ I cherish so very much, the beautiful friendship that we have, and that we have shared, like the special sound of a wind chime, fluttering starry glades of leeward, delicate notes of music, upon a quiet, rustling glanced wall, like moroccos shimmering in cascading chandelier earrings, swaying in the sunlight of sashay, of a breeze tugging coat tails, of a lemon terri cloth beach towel, smoothing over feather foot printed, sugar sand~ And with these memories, that have been deeply warmed by the raindrop lashes of my questioning eyes, I have been answered in love, with your love, as though I could grow, from giving what I do believe, to everyone, and as though my words are special loving ties too~ This, I feel, is how you have believed in me~ I feel you have believed in me, like the moon-- as if my palm could be pressed, upon a frost, lamp lit transposed window of midnight, overlooking stenciled trees that did forget, to know they're beautifully posed in silhouette, as if, if it weren't for this sugar moon aglow, to, in remembering echoing beams, to lovingly sew the threads of these dreams, in repose of woven dashes in seams, that they, these trees, would be forgotten so~ And you have made me feel, as if I am like this sugar moon aglow, with great purpose, and, in truth, I know I believe in the best of all that I could believe~ But, in a sense, I do not feel like the sugar moon, instead, I feel like these trees, this is because, I know you to be this moon, for this love you have given me, has been a guiding melody, that I can follow within, a simple, beautiful tune~ In reflection, I know more of my heart, I feel and see more of this silhouette of my being, because of you~ And, if it weren't for the moon to sing, to illuminate a lullaby, a beacon, upwards and bright, rocking me low, to bring comfort, through the endless hailstone star nights, resting high above the needle point tippie tops of the edges of finite branches, in the full orb of white Japanese lanterned bouquets of feathered, lace, reaching a once, still hoping to be hopeful dream, through a glass gleam reflection, I would be without the blessing of your direction, and your direction, has been a blessing, that has given my spent tears the peace to wear away, worn into the sleepy halo of a blanket's fluffy puff, as if, so that, I could always feel this feeling, that I am so loved, and so that the feeling of longing to no longer be lonely and scared, that everything around me, would leave me behind, and leave before me, a trail of wavering, witch wand shadows of sea weed, would vanish, turning through to a songbird starling's gentle wings, in the serenity of revelry with the vibrancy of flitty, perfect settle, upon a silver sparkling, mountainous shelf, holding my fears, my being, being embraced by love, and so, becoming love, revealing what was there, all along, a heart's great belief, in the strong, understanding trees, that they are cloaked in noir~aurora stone netted shawls of periwinkle watercolor tissue paper blanketing hues of starry, flecked, charcoal, with wind, brush swept, soft as snowfall motion, folding delicate squares into swan linen Origami, painted upon a canvas of the late evening sky~ You are my sweet songbird, because you have been this songbird, that appears, as I am letting go of all my fears~ And you are like the moon, because you are this beacon, that appears, to help me to let go of all my fears~ Like a tree, I will always look up to the moon, with a question in my eyes, when I need reassurance, and like me, I will always look up to you, with a question in my eyes, when I need reassurance~ I am forever, so very thankful to you, for the love that you have given me, has been, your every answer, to every question, that did arise, from the sweet wonder, that is brimming now, in my eyes~ I love you~