"Oh, To Kiss You Once Again By The Full Moon Light"
Eighty First Night...
I hadn't seen you for such a long time and I'd been missing you so much yet somehow I know you'd been missing me too. My last writing was in April, it's now late summer. I was hoping I'd get to see you more often but our schedules just didn't seem to coincide for a few months. You were, as usual, always on my mind and in my heart, I just wish you were in my arms as well. I miss your sweet kisses.
I was fortunate enough to run into you while you were riding your bike, we had a wonderful conversation and talked of 'Us'. I love it when you tell me your dreams and they are the same, almost word for word and thought for thought as mine. I saw you again just a few days later, you were your usual gorgeous self and I so wanted to take you in my arms and whisk you away to a place only we would know about but again it wasn't to be. Maybe tomorrow...
We were able to spend a few days together, with others of course, and it was glorious: truly, absolutely you are the most beautiful woman I've ever had the pleasure to know and to be able to spend so many hours together and taking in all that you are is heavenly. I was enjoying every second of your company and I know you were glad I was there with you, too. Feeling you rubbing your beautiful, tasty toes on my leg under the table was such a marvelous, erotic sensation. Too bad it wasn't just the two of us.
We were together for a few more hours, in a crowd. As I looked around the room there were women of all ages, you were the most stunningly beautiful of all and I was glad you were there. As we said goodbye and I watched you leave at the end of the night I once again drifted off into fantasyland, wishing we were going home together to our little cottage hideaway to spend hours with you in my arms where you belong.
As I write this, the full "Sturgeon" moon is rising, shining bright and reminding me of you. I know somewhere you're gazing skyward also and wondering what I'm up to. Well, my darling, I'm sitting here putting my thoughts on paper for you to someday see and reflect on the times when we weren't together because we couldn't be but knowing our day would come. I miss you, Gorgeous, I miss you so, so much. Sweet dreams. XOXOXO
"Another Glorious Weekend With You: So Near Yet So Far Away"
It's been another terrific weekend of spending many hours with you. The company we keep, however, makes it impossible to be able to enjoy a conversation together but I get it. Having you in my company almost passes for a 'good enough', having you in my arms would be the most superb way to spend the entire weekend. At one point you even said to me "you're the only one who gets me, always". You're right, I do get you and want to know everything there is to know about you and so much more. I can only continue to believe, truly believe, that our day will come. When it does I can think of nothing as glorious as knowing I can spend as much time, any time, with you, as I want. Let me sleep and dream on that thought, Gorgeous. I miss you so much this night. XOXOXO
" Kissing You Under The Full Moon...Blue Moon...Super Moon...Blood Moon"
'82' was written months ago. My writings are sparse since I know you probably haven't read any of them lately, if at all. I will continue, however, because some day you'll have the time to sit, take it all in and see just how I've been feeling about you all these years.
The holidays have come and gone, the new year is here and we've talked only once so far and that's because I reached out to you. As I go through my daily routine I have you still on my mind, so many little occurrences remind me of you and how I wish I could spend so much more time with you. It seems like you've put me aside but I get it. Whenever my phone rings I want it to be you but, alas, you don't call. Maybe you still think of me; I know there was a time when you did. Missing you as I always am...
...continued from several weeks ago: another holiday and another blue moon, a rarity to have two so close together. A glimpse of your beautiful little gorgeous self is almost as rare these days. Spring has arrived so I may be able to see you riding you bike and have a few precious moments to gaze into your lovely eyes and maybe hear what you have in your heart and mind once again. To hold you for just a moment would be wonderful, to kiss your sweet, soft lips once again would be heaven. I'm looking forward to that day coming very soon, hopefully. Sweet dreams, Gorgeous. XOXOXO
"I Love You, Gorgeous: Can You, Will You, Ever Love Me As Much As I Do You?"