My dearest Adarah,
Your beauty exceeds the wealth of the earth. No other maiden possesses the charm, wit, and beauty as doeth thee. Your eyes of sapphire lure and compel me into your snare of sweet love.
Your lips, soft and sensuous seduce me with sweet words that drop like honey from the honeycomb. Your breasts, supple and creamy delight me to no end. Your very presence kindles a fire deep inside me that can only be quenched with your body against mine and your sweet lips tantalizing my own.
I love you, Adarah. This very epistle is my proclamation of my unconditional love for thee. Pledge yourself to be mine and mine alone for now and forever more.
Yours truly,
Adon.
As I read the words, my heart leaped within my chest. I felt that familiar ache rage down deep inside of me as I read his sensuous words. And to know that he proclaimed his love and affection for me, why I clearly do not know what to think or say. Yes I return my love to him. Yes I will pledge to be his. Yet, I am without words. My mind searches with a ready pen to ink the words in reply, however, my heart refrains. I want his love, need his love and I desire to give him mine as well. So why can't I? Am I scared? Am I nervous of what could happen? Surely this could not be so. If I can give a man my innocence and purity, then I can most definitely give him my heart as well.
Written by: Hannah Owens ©
10.27.2011
Your beauty exceeds the wealth of the earth. No other maiden possesses the charm, wit, and beauty as doeth thee. Your eyes of sapphire lure and compel me into your snare of sweet love.
Your lips, soft and sensuous seduce me with sweet words that drop like honey from the honeycomb. Your breasts, supple and creamy delight me to no end. Your very presence kindles a fire deep inside me that can only be quenched with your body against mine and your sweet lips tantalizing my own.
I love you, Adarah. This very epistle is my proclamation of my unconditional love for thee. Pledge yourself to be mine and mine alone for now and forever more.
Yours truly,
Adon.
As I read the words, my heart leaped within my chest. I felt that familiar ache rage down deep inside of me as I read his sensuous words. And to know that he proclaimed his love and affection for me, why I clearly do not know what to think or say. Yes I return my love to him. Yes I will pledge to be his. Yet, I am without words. My mind searches with a ready pen to ink the words in reply, however, my heart refrains. I want his love, need his love and I desire to give him mine as well. So why can't I? Am I scared? Am I nervous of what could happen? Surely this could not be so. If I can give a man my innocence and purity, then I can most definitely give him my heart as well.
Written by: Hannah Owens ©
10.27.2011