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Please Don’t

My Love…
There is no controlling it; no denying it; no running from it. My heart beats in my chest, but is no longer mine. You are the mysterious thief who stole what I willingly gave.

From the song “Bleeding Out” by Wynter Gordon
pb-110104-partial-solar-eclipse-05-eg.photoblog900… please
don’t
set me
free
‘Cause
the only
thing
I’m afraid
of is
you not
loving me…

Sweetheart…
In our most difficult moments, I never doubt what I feel for you. It never wavers or becomes weak. Always and forever, through whatever comes, I will love you.

Mumbai-based poet and freelance write Sanober Khan
true-love-tracy-maleIn
a
world
full
of
temporary
things
you
are
a
perpetual
feeling.

Love Me Still

My Darling…
All that I have been, am and will be is yours. All I ask is that you love me best in times when I deserve it least. No matter what I may say in anger, do in frustration or mistakenly behave, love me still and I will love you even more.

Father of the Indian independence movement, Mohandas Gandhi
216261_544720472233364_844688947_nI offer
you peace.
I offer
you love.
I offer
you friendship.
I see
your beauty.
I hear
your need.
I feel
your feelings..

First posted October 11, 2013

My Beat Up Heart

Sweetheart…
My heart has been broken many times. And there I bear the burden of knowing I have hurt others too often. Like a forest scorched by fire, there is much deadwood in my heart. Yet, now I feel the roots of new growth down deep that I had almost given up hope for.

Indian mystic, guru and spiritual teacher Osho
Broken-Heart--1Fear
comes
from
the
mind,
love
comes
from
your
heart;
listen
to the
heart.

The Way I Need

My Darling…
When you hold my hand… When you kiss me… When you hold me… When you forgive me quickly… When you look into my eyes… When you touch me… and in a hundred other ways I feel it. You love me the way I need to be loved.

From “I Love the Way You Love Me” by Lovely Goyal
5v6lpyThe
way
you
walk,
way
you
talk,
way
you
say
my
name;
it’s
beautiful,
wonderful,
don’t
you
ever
change.

Sweetheart…
Thank you for showing me such sweet tenderness. Being with you feels natural and good. I am excited to see you again, touch you and feel your lips on mine. Thoughts of you in my arms are sometimes only minutes apart.

Mumbai-based poet and freelance writer Sanober Khan
2468Your
hand
touching
mine.
This
is
how
galaxies
collide.

Darling…
There is no meaning to be found beyond what I express. No amount of thought can figure out what was never spoken, expressed or done. Please accept what I say and what you see as the reality I live in. My heart is true.

Nineteenth Century New York writer Christian Nestell Bovee
9CmEAIt
is
the
passion
that
is
in a
kiss
that
gives
to it
its
sweetness;
it is
the
affection
in a
kiss
that
sanctifies
it.

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