My five-star lover

The sweet wave of destiny passes through an abstract pathway, its presence a oblivion to the simplest of minds, or who would have guessed I'd sway that day, when my heart true love will find. The peaceful wind of love which blows, saturates every corner of my blissful heart each passing day. Surely life is not ever fair, but it has done justice in bringing to me, a faithful companion to avert life's harsh storm, and every joy and sorrow share.

Safety and confidence encompass me when the thought of you fills my mind, a pleasant reminder of how you are with me every moment. Smiles fill my mouth as sweet popcorn, the sight of you beaming at me silently, I could almost feel my feet lifted into the air, carried into the winds by the goddess of love. Beholding you from afar changes my heart's rhythm, the excitement of having me locked in your arms and staring into your ever peaceful eyes.

In the very cold of the night, struggling with the warmth my bedsheets has to offer, the very sound of your voice warms up my spirit like a fireplace. That bold and sweet voice is ever devoid of boredom, as I find myself recalling your words when I seem lonely. When distance takes its place between us, and the cold hands of space draw us apart, the reminder of you, thinking of me wherever you are lightens my spirits and the bond of love tied between our heart vibrates in excitement.

Surely laughter is ever written on my lips as you struggle to relieve me of boredom, telling me stories that never fall out of place. How can I describe the calm in your eyes when you sleep, a baby free of woes and worries, breathing peacefully into the world of love. With what words shall I describe your beauty, words devoid of flattery and tease. Shall I compare it to flowers, their beauty which glows under the morning dew, but wither away by the eventide shade. Shall I compare it to the beauty of the sun, which shines in the morning but goes down in the evening and shaded away by the presence of darkness. Surely your beauty is indescribable, the true evaluation of my eyes, your ever loving beholder.

Little are the words I can say, I must tell you, you mean everything to me. Material things are but nothing, ashes and feathers in the weight of our love. The value of your love for me is far greater than all the gold and diamond of this world. Just a sweet gesture of your very own handwriting in love suffices in all, a hug from you when my world seems falling apart settles my turbulent mind. In the pleasant and bad moments I ll gladly share, for what is money when I have your heart, entwined with mine, together I know surely we will pass through it all.

The misnomerly used phrase, 'the Angel of my life' fits you more in all, as only that best describes your actions to me. The rain may beat and the sun may scorch, my love for you shall never dwindle, for while our lives last we shall always be together, till perfection our love shall reach, never to part but stay as five-star lovers, the very symbol of perfection.

I love you!

#Altarboy

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i hate it when people write Epistles on social network... if i wanna read long story i will get a novel.
Always keep it short

NOT IN THE MOOD TO READ

yawns!!!

i wil read it in class tomoro

marymaria:
i hate it when people write Epistles on social network... if i wanna read long story i will get a novel.
Always keep it short

pls appreciate him before complain.

unpredictedone:


pls appreciate him before complain.

you dont get the point do you? most people wont boda to read it at all. as soon as they open they close

marymaria:

you dont get the point do you? most people wont boda to read it at all. as soon as they open they close

and those who enjoys it the way he wrote would take their time reading lines to another to end like me.

posting it that long shows OP, took his time posting it

unpredictedone:

and those who enjoys it the way he wrote would take their time reading lines to another to end like me.

posting it that long shows OP, took his time posting it

lemmi count the number of those people.....one, .....tw....tw.....
yea, just 1 person

marymaria:
i hate it when people write Epistles on social network... if i wanna read long story i will get a novel.
Always keep it short

FLAWLES:
NOT IN THE MOOD TO READ

sinaj:
yawns!!!
i wil read it in class tomoro

OK guys. I understand your point. This is supposed to be my longest poetic love writeup. Bear with me, I couldn't make it any shorter. And show some love. Sorry Hun? Take cookies.

marymaria:

lemmi count the number of those people.....one, .....tw....tw.....
yea, just 1 person

common don't deceive me knowing those who didn't read the whole lines, what about those who did but didn't put up their comments?