My dearest,

Your voice is still ringing in my ears, those words…
sound of laughing…
gag… wheeze…

I could imagine you near me and feel your presence.
Perhaps you are right, we should enjoy this phase in our life.
Might be that we are far off from one another so that our love could grow…
take strides… making the bond between us so much more stronger.

Though it looks so hard to me but I would try to keep that longing for you tied up inside my heart…
waiting in anticipation that when we meet… the floodgates open up
and both of us get submerged in the ecstacy of the eternal rythm of love.

Green Eyes, the more I think of you,
the more I want to be near you…

to adore you…
to hold you in my arms…
to lift you …
to embrace you…
to caress you…
to hug you…
to touch you…
to feel you…
to sip the nector from your lips…
to plant a kiss on your rosy cheeks…
to bath in the glow of your apparition…
to smell the scent of your body…
to feel the warmth of your skin…
to snug you up…
to churn you up…
to put my head on the rising bosom…
to hear the heart beats…
to feel the pulse…
to explore the depths of you…
to play with you…
to lie down holding hand in hand with you…
to gaze in the glimmer of your eyes…
to run my fingers on the velvetty smoothness of your curves…
to see you squirm…
to see you wriggle…
to see you twist…
to discern the tunes of movements…
to paint you up in the colours of my thoughts…
to see you blush…

I just don’t know what to do?

Love