She loves me completely….with total abandon. Of all the people in the world….I am the one who had the good fortune to find her…to be found by her. It wasn’t planned. Neither of us looking…love finds you…I believe that now…you don’t find it.

She looks at me and I have to smile…her eyes so soft and warm. She loves me…my God… she loves me. She never looks through me…she looks into me…never through me. She looks into my soul and says she’s at home there. Can another person make you feel complete? I’m complete with her in my life….

This beautiful woman is the only person I can be totally honest with…I speak to her through emotions..and words…kisses and caresses. She doesn’t judge me…she accepts me…for who I am…even when I don’t like or accept myself.

And here we are. When I felt her touch me gently…waking me from sleep…I had to smile…I know she watches me. She studies me…and she knows me by heart – yet every time we make love…the passion…God the passion…it’s like she’s discovering me all over again.

As she looks at me and kisses me…I know what she wants…she wants to make love to me. More than that, she wants to be as close to me as she can be. So many nights she crawls into bed after I’m asleep and presses her warm soft body into mine…almost demanding that I hold her…that I cradle her in my arms…that I wrap myself around her. I’m fiercely possessive and protective of her. If someone hurts her…they hurt me..they hurt US. She says she loves US…I love US too. Without thinking…instinctively…I pull her into my arms. I wonder if she knows I need to be close to her too.

As she kisses me now…I wonder if she can possibly know what I feel for her. She kisses her way down my body. Oh my God…what she does to me….noone has ever made me feel like this. If ever God created a perfect human being…it would have to be her…it has to be her.

She knows all the right ways to touch me. I feel her kissing my neck…and she says she loves me…she kisses me again…she says she loves me. I think I’m going to melt…just look at her…look at that beautiful face..that body…I need her…I really need her. I need her to touch me…take me to that place only she and I go to…together. I want to feel her lips on me…for her to taste me…make love to me…to be inside me…physically and emotionally.

I open myself up to her….my heart is open…and physically…I’m giving myself to her. As her mouth touches me, she slides her fingers into me. I’m so wet…and it’s her that made me that way…I moan and she moves up to kiss me. She looks into my eyes…I smile…she smiles through her tears. I love her tears…they are such a precious part of her…a gift … who she is…she only let’s me see this part of her…her tears belong to me. She knows that I’ll cherish them…as I do her. She kisses me again..with more passion. I swear I’ll never be able to get enough of her.

She kisses her way down my body again…I need her…I really need her. She needs me too…that feeling…that wonderful feeling…As our bodies touch…I feel her…not just physically…but …I feel her…she’s inside me…in my heart and in my soul. She belongs there…

As I feel myself surrendering to her…going to that special place…our tears find each other…the same way our hearts and souls have joined together. Our love is pure…gentle…perfect…a mirror image of her.

I’ve always loved her…I’ve always known her….even before we met…I knew her…I loved her…I was waiting for her…

She’s mine…

I love US too…