Friday, February 18, 2011

2.18.2011

To My Dear One,

Rest my tired lover, and in your rest the time will pass and we will be closer to being together. For as you sleep and the night passes, I dream of you being be my side. This morning I lay upon my side with you talking. You told me to imagine you lying on your side across from me. But that is not what I imagined. I imagined your body up close to mine, your warmth against mine, and we were as comfortable as we were the first night we layed together. I am always tired, dear. But I am working harder than I ever thought needed in order to see this world with you. And in the satisfaction of knowing that I am doing what is rightfully required, I find my rest and satisfaction. I'll sleep on the plane to Jackson, Berlin, London, and wherever else we may go. I love you, you are bringing out the best in me (it's how I know we were made for each other).

Truly Yours (Forever and Ever),
Those Jolly Lions

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