Dearest
Corrine,
I love you more than words can say. If man had invented the words that I could
use to tell you how I feel I think that society as we know it would cease to
exist. The world would be a better,
brighter place. Full of love and
kindness. Full of romance and
playfulness. I can not describe how
wonderful you make me feel. How alive I
feel when we are together. How amazed I
am when I think of you when we are apart.
Your love is so magnificent that the
world can not imagine it. There is no
way to quantify it, to hold it for examination. I can not comprehend it.
It is beyond my experience. I
wish that I could hold it up to the world and say, “Here is real love, look
into its depths, wonder at its completeness.”
I wish that I could go with you to
Mexico. To lie on the sand, to hold you
in my arms, to love you under the sun.
To relax with you, feel you close to me, loving me. To see you frolicking on the beach like a
little girl. To play with you and
discover the world around us. You make
life so much fun. Your sense of wonder
and excitement are too good to be true.
I love you Corrine, more than I could
ever express. More than celestial
mechanists could comprehend. More than
I ever thought I would love anyone. Our
weekend together was a real treat. A
wonderful experience that I will never forget.
Having you with me at night and in the morning was a real gift. More than I could have ever hoped to
receive. You are my special angel, sent
from up above. I want my special angel
here to watch over me. ( and so I can
watch over you)
What more can I say, every corpuscle in
my body has your name written, no engraved on it. Every beat of my heart says, “Corrine, Corrine, Corrine.” Every neural impulse contains memories of us
together, smiling, laughing, loving.
I do love you so Corrine. I want to hold you in my arms forever.
Your secret lover,
Wil