1 Corinthians 13:4-7
Love is patient,
love is kind.
It does not envy,
it does not boast,
it is not selfseeking,
it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil
but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects,
always trusts,
always hopes,
always perseveres.
Love never fails.
Your angel~ so, all I'm missing are my wings?
Not so, my love, for if I didn't have wings, how could I be soaring so?
Perhaps you cannot see them with your eyes-- but I can feel them in my heart.
My heart is soaring.
To feel your touch--
the only way I can describe it is that, you touch me and a burst of intense feeling branches out from there like electricity,
into the depths of my soul and out to the end of every limb.
To feel your kiss is to go blind and deaf.
To loose all sense off reality and the only thing that exist is you and I, in a moment of pleasure.
All the warmth, the moister, the flick of your tongue, are welcomed and met with increased delight.
To feel you breath upon my skin is to feel a fierce desire to encounter all the luscious enjoyment your body holds.
To experience the intimacy and passion that only true lovers know.
The love you have for me--
you say there are no words to express.
Such deep emotion you did not know could exist.
You may be right- such feelings may be indescribable.
I can't say I understand or that I know those same emotions,
but here I am at a loss of words to describe how much I care for you as well.
So perhaps we have reached that point in our relationship where there is no place for words,
but only as our souls unite and become one do we see that there is no need for one of us to try and express such feeling,
as the other already knows.