Forever.

Always and forever, I love you. I adore you, heart and soul, face and form. Beautiful fae, with eyes like ocean, with a heart dearer than any treasure. I long, to keep you safe, hold you cherished in my arms, hold you precious in my heart. Wild spirit, wild fae, free and untamed, my heart yearns to keep you safe forever.

My love will never cease, never end, never lessen. I love you, and you alone. Nothing, love of my heart, could be more important, more precious, than you. Always, you will be the greatest treasure, the highest honor, the greatest adventure, and my one love. Forever.

A love that lives on lies in my heart, a love abiding and endless. For you, treasured woman, she who sings to my heart in words that make it throb with joy, whose beauty causes it to race. In summer and autumn and winter and spring, I want you. Your hand held in mine, dancing with falling leaves; you in my arms, against my chest bare and broad, my skin warm against you, my kiss lingering on your skin.

Your heart and mine, joined. Through every day, every season, every dawning sun and rising moon. My love great and everlasting, passionate and calm; an endless ocean, a refuge for you. A place where you safe. Cherished. Loved.

My beautiful, enchanting fae. Woman who draws warmth to my blood, joy to my eyes. Whose hands I want in mine, whose ocean eyes fascinate my one, with beauty in every curve, every feature, richest lips and fairest skin and loveliest feet.

My beautiful wild-heart. Woman whose utter feminine soul takes my breath away. Whose heart and love and soul are precious beyond precious, rare beyond rare. The greatness and bare beauty of the person you are cannot be matched in all the earth.

My love is for you. For you and you alone, stronger as the mountains crumble, stronger as the stars go out, stronger as time fades, stronger as eternity folds us in its embrace. Together, skin to skin, heart to heart, forever. My love is endless, and my love is yours.

Woman of my dreams, singer to my heart, you are beautiful, and your song draws me. My heart sings back, a song traveling on the wind through glens, over mountains. A love traveling from the depths of my being to yours. Nothing can turn my steps, can sway my purpose; I love you and I will not stop, I will never relent. My love will cherish you, protect you, delight you, as my heart treasures you, marvels at the beauty of the person you are. Dancer of the rain, your enchanting face appears in my dreams, your gentle hands, your lovely feet. Your soul calls to mine, my heart listening for the quiet sound of your heart, longing to gently press my love against your skin, into your ears, and live it with all my days. My love is drawing me to you, endlessly, relentlessly. The love of my heart beats with the sound of forever.

Her eyes are like oceans, her lips deeper than ancient wine. Beautiful is my beloved, far above beauty. Her heart is more precious than hoards of treasure. The essence of her delights my soul, bringing a smile to my lips and a song to my heart.

The femininity of the woman I love draws my eyes to her beauty, my heart to her heart. The strength of her spirit draws mine, to fight beside her, walk beside her, stand with her whether life showers us with gifts or arrows. The deep and incredible love within her, draws my soul yearning, yearning to be the man to whom she gives that love. And the woman she is and is meant to be, the kinship we share, and the heart within her draw a deep and abiding love from me, to her. The woman who is my longed-for, my true love.

Her elemental fae spirit and the feminine soul within her, draw the man inside me, draw the endless whispering wind that masquerades as me. To protect and hold the woman she is, providing, supporting, being a refuge and a safe harbor. To join the chase of the faerie she is, joining the dance of her bare feet in the rain.

Far more precious than gold, is this woman. Far more valuable than riches, is the singer-to-my-heart. My heart longs for her, to be her love and her lover, her man. I will be constant as the stars, I will be as swift as the wind, I will be as endless as eternity in the love that swells my soul; all for the beautiful one who has stolen into my heart.

I desire you. Woman of fire, with your fae heart, with your wildness and your dance in the rain. I desire you, woman of ocean, with your deep love, with a soul as old as mine. 

I desire you. Woman of intelligence, with deep thoughts, with wisdom and brilliance. I desire you, woman of humour, of wit, of language and stories that burn within you.

I desire you. Woman of beauty, with sea-gazing eyes, with wine-deep lips, with graceful hands and delicious feet. I desire you, woman of curves that delight my eyes, of skin that seems to draw my lips.

I desire you. Woman whose soul sings to mine, woman more beautiful than any other. You are my greatest want, my heart’s desire, the one my soul dreams of. You are my yearned-for. With every step I take, with every smallest inch I grow, I want you more, and more fully; I love you more, and more fully. I swear by desert sands and mystical forests, by every burning star. I swear by every future, summer nights on wave-touched sand with you, winter eves with you warm against me, autumn sunsets with you and I dancing slow, spring mornings greeting you with gentle kisses. I swear by every smile you have brought to my lips, by every day you have brightened, and by every day that I want with you. By all these things and more, I swear I will never relent until you are mine, in all your glorious love and beauty and wonder. I will love you without end, woman of my desire.

My heart’s song is for her. Before I knew her, my spirit dreamed of who she was, my heart called in search of her, and now my heart knows her and loves. Always and forever, the song of my heart is for, my song is of her.

My heart sings of forests, of rivers and streams and wilderness. My heart sings of a dance, of a chase, over mountains, through woods, over clouds. My heart sings of battles fought, of broad shoulders standing back to back with small ones, of great hearts beating together. My heart sings, of my strong arms cradling her tired body to to my chest, carrying her away from the battle. My heart sings of strong hands, relaxing her muscles, healing her weary body, easing her feet, the feet of a gypsy-dancer thrown into battle.

My heart sings of her eyes, her face, her lips. My heart sings of her enchanting lips, of the perfect shape of her body. My heart sings of a strong love, to ever treasure and protect and honor this beauty.

My heart sings of love, of wonder at the beauty of her heart, at the loveliness of her form. My heart sings of joy in my soul, to know and love and desire her. My heart sings of love passionate as flames of fire; love deep as fathomless oceans. My heart sings endlessly of a love eternal, more vast than paths trod by drifting stars.

My heart sings of her, and simple, deep, undying love. My heart sings of her, with words made of longing, of yearning. My heart sings of her, holding her dearer than life. My heart sings of her.

How long is forever?

Forever. Forever is how long I want them to last, seconds and minutes and hours and days and weeks and months and years with her.

I want to look into her eyes forever, watch her smile spread shyly and return it forever.

I want to dance with her forever, slow dancing to country music with the night air fresh across our backs.

I want to hold her forever, stroking her softly, my whispered I-love-yous drifting to her ear.

I want to touch her forever, cup her face gently in my hand, walk my fingers over her back, trail slowly over her feet.

I want to have her forever, have her and give her me, the touch of my fingertips and the caress of my lips causing her to shudder.

I want to watch her wake up forever, meet her morning eyes with soft kisses and cuddling her to watch the sun peek through the window.

I want to hold her hand forever, to walk with her through fields, or over beaches, talking and being in the world.

I want to share with her forever, adore her forever, go through whatever pleasures or tortures life inflicts, with her and her alone.

I will love her forever, I already will. She has my heart forever, and all my love. Oh God, just let me show her, forever.