ETERNALLY IN LOVE WITH YOU

My Dearest Darling,


My name is Cyrano!   I am your eternal love, the Olympic flame that burns passion and beauty into the deepest recess of your heart. 

I adore you, my Love, as I adore the beauty of a rose petal yawning open to the kiss of the morning sun, or the beauty of a hummingbird drawing nectar from a magnificent flower.

Your are my life, my Love, and I dedicate every word that I write and every thought that I think to pleasing you so that you never suffer an instant of loneliness or sadness, or the cold sensation that you are not loved or wanted.

I am your arms of Love, my Darling, wrapping around you on days when you feel alienated from life, or when it seems that Love has abandoned you and left you deserted on island of emptiness.  

I sweep you into my arms at such times and my lips lightly caress the beauty of your eyes, the sculpt of your nose, the sweet turn of your chin.   I lay roses at your feet and take your hand, caressing each of your fingers and brushing my lips slowly across each as I sing the poetry of my Love for you, praying that my psalms of Love may be lifted to your ears on the wings of Angels.

Never...never...never need you be alone again, my Love, not in the heart.  I am your lover, your secret soul lover, who despite all the other tertiary loves that may pass by your life, remains forever faithful to every cell in your being, to every breath you take.

I am your sensuous soul, my love, committed to preserving the joy and happiness to which we are all entitled. 

I dedicate my thoughts and life to pleasing you, my Love, to kissing the corners of your lips when you are feeling sad or alone, to brushing the tears of disappointment and pain from the corners of your eyes on days when the world's gravity oppresses you, and to take your hand and dance with you in fields of spring flowers and glorious sunlight when the clouds of depression loom above and threaten to spoil the budding of your life's rose.

I am your Love, my darling, your Secret Sharer of the Sensual Soul, eternally yours, bonded in the glory of love born from the depths of passion richer than the thickest vein of gold and more durable than the molecules of a great diamond.

Look to the stars, my Love, and when you see the twinkling magic of one just above your head, you will know it is I, looking down, loving you.  For ever.

Eternally in Love with the Soul of your Being,

Cyrano!

Anderson-McKenzie

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