Love Letters From The Pen
Anyone still enjoy good old snail mail? I was just thinking about that today. In today’s computer age, despite e-mail, text messaging and all the other cool ways of communicating with others, there’s still no greater way to say I love you than in a letter. All women like receiving love letters. Or at least I think they do anyway. There’s just something about the written word. Passion and intimacy can be related via paper and pen like nothing else in the world. Personally, I enjoy writing letters. To me whether sending or receiving, a love letter says it all!
Tenderness, charm and character. Happiness fulfilled! One’s feelings ex-pressed on stationary from the depth of the human heart—insight into the writer’s mind and soul. Personal, confidential, revealing, romantic thoughts. Undying devotion to the one love. It all comes together at the stroke of a pen. Over the years, I’ve composed hundreds of love letters to my lady of the day. A million times your faithful Tripper, oh how I love and adore thee like no other woman alive. Do any of you ladies out there enjoy love letters as much as me?
Just the right touch, passionate feelings, carefully chosen words immersed in intimacy. Yours eternal and better days ahead, my angel, my everything, I dream of you day and night. Not a moment goes by that you’re not on my mind and in my heart. Oh what immeasureable joy is is for me to be able to write this love letter to you and … receive one ever so worthy in return. I confess my love to thee this dark lonely night sitting here in prison. You are the sole light that brings me love, warmth and happiness.
Struck my Cupid’s arrow of love, I long for the day I can touch your sweet face, stroke your long, beautiful hair and kiss your soft, moist lips! Please love me forever and always as I love you. Though I can’t be with you now, know in your heart I see you when I close my eyes at night and hope to meet you somewhere on the airwaves. Hopelessly devoted, smitten and intrigued; you are the one and only love of my life and I shall remain your servant and lover until the day when darkness finally overcomes me. Please, accept these words as true.
My private pleasure is to write to you. I’ll never let you go. Although miles between us, rain, sleet, hail or snow, I cannot live without your love and this love letter I know will somehow make it to you. I miss your smile and your eyes that mesmerize. So very fine, the only woman for me is you. One day soon I’ll be able to show you the true way I feel. But until that time, these special words on paper are all I have to offer. Yet, in them, are my utmost secrets, dreams, desires—written in a whisper to my goddess so beautiful and rare.
Oh the enthusiastic affection I send to you using paper and pen. In love and enamored, using the minutest detail, I appeal to you in written word—sentimental feelings, wanton of your heart, mind, body and soul! A craftsman filled with sexual desire, I hope my letters make you blush and cause you to feel the warm attachment that comes with them. As, in the end, I hope our game of love is to be won without the loss of a single point. Yes, my love, my darling, my dear. No woman alive holds a candle to you!
Your closeness I live for, to hear your heart beat and to enjoy the perfume from your neck and between your breasts. To watch you sleep and smother you with passionate kisses. Oh how I want thee. Please wait for me my darling dearest, as one day I’ll fly home with a dozen red roses in my hand. I’ll never love another. Your name above my heart, no man alive could ever love you the way I do. Please love me forever as I will always love you, and … constantly check your mailbox for more love letters from the pen!
I’m Tripper! Better Days!
Tags: devotion, Endless love, letters, Love, romance
September 9, 2008 7:48 pm 2 Comments
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By DEBBIE ANNE, October 24, 2008 @ 7:05 pm
This is the sweetest, most beautiful letter i have ever read. Your “special lady” is out here,somewhere, and she will definitely be waiting for you. Blessings and Better Days, my friend.
By lisa p, December 6, 2008 @ 1:14 am
trip,
you will make someone,somewhere,someday, very
very very happy
featherwood