The bed, all set, yet I cannot sleep. The strings that bind my heart to truth have filled me, and in that magical union a bow is placed upon those strings to create such beautiful music.
My love, my sweet beautiful love, I hear you. Through the union of the stars above I hear your call in the evening air. I know of no other way in this moment but to write the words I hear, the prayer of our Angels who have so inspired us to these things, the music of God that unites us in our common cause.
I know where you are. I see you walking in the morning Sun toward me, that smile spread beautifully upon you lips. Our life, begun long ago in subtle words planted like seeds on our fertile ground, now sprouts in ways we could never have imagined. Such sweet fruit has been born in our kiss, and that sweet nectar fills our senses as you settle in beside me. We have reached our promised destiny, and we are ready.
Two lovers such as we are not meant to see the gifts of life without our hands touching. This life, in all its beauty and grandeur, provides our souls with nourishment complete, made delicious to a lover’s palette in the sharing. We both taste the honey and bite into the fruit in one sitting, sharing the table we’ve made, sipping from the same cup, licking the same spoon. We peer into the brightly lit rows of reflections on the water, shout ecstatically in the games we share a joy of, and gaze silently at still ponds graced by purple mountains with two sets of eyes and two hearts made one in the touching of our hands, our lips, and our promised love. There is nothing our minds can do to stop the rolling thunder of our destiny. I was meant to be by your side, and you were meant to be by mine.
There, I see you walking with that smile, knowing what that moment means. Sharing life, sharing love, sharing the promise God has extended to us both. There is nothing to fear here, for this moment was written in the book of our lives long before we knew how to read. We are what was always meant to be, and as such cannot be stopped.
Your man, this well-traveled heart whose been created to love you, honors you with his truth, with his life, and with the visions he has been so blessed to have. Forsaking you would be the death of him, he has no choice but to live in the love of your heart, the glow of your smile, and the truth of his promise to you. The depth of this, the absolute vastness of this uncharted sea he finds himself in, are made safe for him by the mere memory of your touch. He, I, give a testament to God before the altar of my life of the pureness of this love. I humbly kneel before you and beg your indulgence for the truth of all I feel.
Goodnight, my sweet and cherished love. Know I embark to dream of you in the most beautiful of places, in the most beautiful of ways. Know I settle in to find my peace with the darkness so that I may awaken in this life knowing your touch, tasting your kiss, and hearing your voice as the morning Sun rises. We both know our destiny is written before us in those moments, and I will patiently wait for you to awaken with me almost each and every day.
Love. It’s always love. <3