pillow talk...

You mesmerize me. You speak and I am completely enchanted.
I don't know how you have this power, but it's amazing.
I am left speechless and breathless and....
I love it.

YLTU

I've noticed that I am used to being in crappy relationships. So used to it, in fact, that I respond to you with knee jerk reactionary tendencies over small, every day interactions.
I am so used to being with frogs that sometimes I momentarily forget you are a prince.
I'm sorry.
I love you.

Another 14 days (more or less) and I'm yours forever.

Well, I'm already yours, but lack proximity.
Soon I shall fix that whole proximity predicament.

(happy spastic monkey noises)

After our marathon relationship discussion this evening, it occurs to me that loving you is going to be a long painful road that is totally worth it. You ask the questions no man ever has. You have the patience to wait and the determination to prod for the answers when need be. You have the integrity to answer my questions, no matter how difficult or downright loaded they might be. You have the vision to see through my learned suspicions and call me on them. You make me question and even seek out the darkened cess pools of my own psyche.
It's all horribly painful and tear jerking.
It's catharsis.
It's amazing.
You make me feel understood in a way no one ever has.

love at first sight

I'm sitting here looking at the picture of us smooching on that first weekend when we met. It's one of the most beautiful pictures of us- it captures the tenderness AND lust, and reminds me that I couldn't stop smiling and I couldn't keep my hands off of you.
I always believed in love at first sight, but never really experienced it until the night you arrived. You drove up on your bike and took off your helmet and WHAM! I mean, I knew what you looked like, it's not like that was a surprise. It was more the expression on your face, and that I knew I was looking into the eyes of someone I knew I was about to fall in love with. I couldn't really look you in the eye...I kept looking away. You wrapped your arms around me and asked me if I was afraid to look at you, I nodded yes. You told me I was adorable. I didn't feel adorable. I felt like someone had hooked up an electrical current to my body, my mind and my soul. I was completely overwhelmed.
I still am.
I am totally blown away.
You are a miracle.

I don't know how I can possibly express how much I love you. I will endlessly try though. I will never let you forget how much you mean to me. I promise.

wandering pondering thoughts of you

How could I love anyone more than you?

I sit here and think of you, 500 miles away, and still feel like I'm walking on a cloud...
knowing we're going to be living out life's more mundane moments soon...not just dreaming of them...
will the sparkle fade? Will the reality be less than we imagine?

When astronauts travel through space and get closer to stars, do they look less beautiful close up? Dimmer?

Hell no.

We will both shine brighter and light the way for our own offspring.
I can't wait.

a reply to your bashfulness

How many times can you tell me "you're the smartest, most beautiful woman in the world before you get sick of it?"
Before I get sick of it?
Uh, that WAS a rhetorical question, right?
Just in case it's not, the answer is NEVER.

NEVER.

From a mere mortal this praise would become tiresome, but not from you my love. When will you tire from my adoring gaze? When will you ask me to cease loving you? When you have a rough day and you come home to have me explain that the world is filled with inappreciative morons but your home, your castle, is not, will this ever grow to annoy you?
Come now.
Really.

I promise to treat you like the god that you are. All I ask for is the same in return.

It occurs to me...I am not just a crack whore for your love...I am a crack whore for your respect, trust, admiration, adoration, interest, amusement...for every beam of light that pours out of you and shines onto me... it makes me feel stronger, complete, whole.
I've always thought that I needed to find that in myself WITHOUT a mans help...and I have...but now it's deeper, somehow far more meaningful that it was before.
I'm not sure how it all works. I just know that it does.
And it rocks.