The Love Letter thread....

[Cerebral Knievel]

we're all writers..and I'm sure we've all been in love..lust...infatuation..etc...

I tend to write love letters for no reason at all every once in awhile..sometimes re-visiting old feelings and writing what I would have said if I knew everything I know now...sometimes just explosions of words that are shaped by love as a theme...

some are over the top...some are very understated and filled with cryptic personal references that make the letter appear boring to the outside reader..

enough of me rambling...flex your fingers and let the love letters flow out..the way that many of you write..I'd imagine that this thread could be a great read if people take to it...

[Cerebral Knievel]

Before I met you, I bought into the notion that language, if properly mastered, could be used to describe anything. I know now that this couldn’t be further from the truth. Words are ugly and ineffectual when used to describe what your presence does to my senses. Merely calling you “beautiful” is as clumsy as calling Mount Everest a “big rock”. Your radiance blurs the world around me, seizing my eyes and soul in a vice-like grip that robs me of the ability to focus on anything else. I only see you. Your image haunts my conscious and subconscious mind, filling every blink with a flash of the image of your perfection. Your image is gorgeous graffiti on the walls of my soul.

To say that you smell “good” is as insulting as saying that smell of blooming flowers on a warm spring day “doesn’t stink”. The heavenly aroma that wafts gently from your skin stimulates my entire being. I’m overwhelmed with feelings of love, lust, desperation, and comfort when I smell your neck…your belly…your thighs. I never “think” I smell you when you aren’t near. It’s not your perfume, but your essence that rides the air and permeates my spirit. My tongue is spoiled. The tastes of you are inscrutable, incomparable, and intoxicating. My fingertips know the textures of your body so well, that I my entire world is measured against them. You are the definition of soft, smooth, good, wet, electric, and hot for my sense of touch and I find myself disappointed when I “feel” anything that isn’t you. Your voice is an orchestra..your name is poetry. The honeyed tones that roll casually from your mouth transform silence into art…I’m enslaved by every word that slips through your lips. My senses are wasted when not focused on you. My world is colorless and dull.

You are the answer to prayers I’ve never vocalized. Everything I’ve ever wanted, but never deserved. Everyday with you, even those spent together only is spirit, is a mental, spiritual, and physical utopian experience…

Thank you….for being you..

- love

[sexydeltagirl]

Before I met you, I bought into the notion that language, if properly mastered, could be used to describe anything. I know now that this couldn’t be further from the truth. Words are ugly and ineffectual when used to describe what your presence does to my senses. Merely calling you “beautiful” is as clumsy as calling Mount Everest a “big rock”. Your radiance blurs the world around me, seizing my eyes and soul in a vice-like grip that robs me of the ability to focus on anything else. I only see you. Your image haunts my conscious and subconscious mind, filling every blink with a flash of the image of your perfection. Your image is gorgeous graffiti on the walls of my soul.
To say that you smell “good” is as insulting as saying that smell of blooming flowers on a warm spring day “doesn’t stink”. The heavenly aroma that wafts gently from your skin stimulates my entire being. I’m overwhelmed with feelings of love, lust, desperation, and comfort when I smell your neck…your belly…your thighs. I never “think” I smell you when you aren’t near. It’s not your perfume, but your essence that rides the air and permeates my spirit. My tongue is spoiled. The tastes of you are inscrutable, incomparable, and intoxicating. My fingertips know the textures of your body so well, that I my entire world is measured against them. You are the definition of soft, smooth, good, wet, electric, and hot for my sense of touch and I find myself disappointed when I “feel” anything that isn’t you. Your voice is an orchestra..your name is poetry. The honeyed tones that roll casually from your mouth transform silence into art…I’m enslaved by every word that slips through your lips. My senses are wasted when not focused on you. My world is colorless and dull.
You are the answer to prayers I’ve never vocalized. Everything I’ve ever wanted, but never deserved. Everyday with you, even those spent together only is spirit, is a mental, spiritual, and physical utopian experience…
Thank you….for being you..
- love

word. that was dope Mr. Knievel...

[k-mom]

word. that was dope Mr. Knievel...


it was better than that it was excellent. perfect.

[sexydeltagirl]

it was better than that it was excellent. perfect.

.....:dry: simmer down woman!

[k-mom]

.....:dry: simmer down woman!
sorry.

[Nadira...Rare]

[I]DAMN!!![I] write me a letter too.

[Cerebral Knievel]

Every iota of my being reaches out for you desperately seeking the sweet resurrection of feelings I thought long dead...rebirth in your arms...redemption in your kiss..the ghostly reflection of everything good in me displayed ever so faintly in your eyes. It's not a tryst to feed the physical, but a pilgrimage to renew my heart and soul that I see in you. You are my life's destination.

This thing we share has a power that makes the sun look like a dying candle...the song in our hearts makes the most thunderous of symphonies sound like the pitiful, atonal mewling of newborns in a nursery. Together, we're a masterpiece..every moment with you is a dream sequence come to life. My waking hours and dreams are one...when we're one.

Nothing this...good..can remain as it is..two halves of one glorious being..seperated by simple circumstance..tricks of time and space...

see you in my dreams...again.

stupid world.

[Propaganda]

Dear Angela,

Baby, when you play with my nuts, I feel like it all makes sense.

I'll see you at the IHOP at seven.


With a love that will echo through the ages,

James

[Abs_inth da prophet]

Dear Angela,
Baby, when you play with my nuts, I feel like it all makes sense.
I'll see you at the IHOP at seven.
With a love that will echo through the ages,
James

:weirdo:

so THIS is the letter James sent you...

:gag:

Tranny Love must be what's hot in the streets nowadays...
..no mayo for me son..

[Propaganda]

aint nobody talking about tranny love except you.

extra, extra mayo for you, son.

[Abs_inth da prophet]

aint nobody talking about tranny love except you.
extra, extra mayo for you, son.
:laugh:

[7:30femmefatale]

Dear Angela,
Baby, when you play with my nuts, I feel like it all makes sense.
I'll see you at the IHOP at seven.
With a love that will echo through the ages,
James
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

powerful AND profound poetry

[ONE_MIC_ETERNAL]

Wanna hear the last love letter that I got??




....


Dear egotistical knowing all piece of sh1t,

Its been a month baby, dont you miss me?
I know your still in your nasty white boxers
watching that fuhcking television.
Maybe if you took time with me, I would be
there.
Baby, dont you want my hot *****
crouching down to lick your toungue?
Baby you miss it dont you?
well, let me tell you something....




Im taking it by five mexicans in all my holes
you lowlife bastard.




Sincerely hating you,


Morreine






__________________________________________
Ahh, Memories.

[T-MURDA]

Usually there's two reasons why lovers break up.
One finds another or one holds on to the other too tightly.
It might be just that we weren't meant to be.
I could give you excuses of why I don't want you no more.
I still love you but I just don't trust you anymore
& I don't want to torture myself by trying to hold on
to a relationship thats based on forlorn hopes and broken dreams.
I can't believe I thought you'd be the Queen to my King.
I'm clearly crazy but not in the way that you are.
I'd mend your heart but I can't heal it
cause the path your going, I can't take.
It's over now baby, I'll leave the rest up to fate.
I keep the faith that I'll find the right one
cause messing with you was clearly a mistake.
I had plenty warning signs, I knew I was wrong.
But I thought together we could be strong.
How naive was I? That was a couple years ago...
A little smarter now. Same mind games will not apply
No, not to me.
Faith in God allows me to see what can't be seen
& you won't hear me say 'What goes around comes around'
cause speaking it into existence...Yo it just might happen.
I love you too much. I wish only happiness for you.
I'm not bitter. Like a true Christian, I forgive you.
I spent so many days and nights worrying about you.
But I put you in God's hands. I feel free now. I pray 4 you.

[k-mom]

Jen,
I love you more than life itself
Why you continue to let yourself self destruct when there is a support system out there for you with a family that loves you very much is beyond me. I will not support your self destruction, but I will love you for eternity.


Our love goes much deeper than the love between a mother and child, but that is essentially what it is. I understand that you are young and hurting and I will try my best to heal you, but only you can heal yourself.

I will try my best to support you, but you have to be willing. Listen to me. Let me guide you, and I will lead you to eternal love.

Unconditional. No matter how much you say you hate me, or you turn me away I will always love and accept you. Please stop hurting yourself and your chances at life for a selfish decision. Please, do the right thing, because in the end, love and good decisions are all we have.


I will always love you.
I’m sorry that you life ended up this way. I’m sorry I couldn’t be the one to save you, i’m sorry that I even felt I needed to. If life were fair I wouldn’t have to feel this way but I do.


I will always love and accept you no matter what you do.
Forever. Ash.

[sexydeltagirl]

Dear ......

I raise my hand hoping you see me...
I want to request this stop...
I'm getting off...
Of this emotional rollercoaster you tried to put me on...
I'm not mentally stable enough, my stomach muscles aren't strong enough...
To deal with your less than frequent phone calls...
One word replies plastered on my computer screen....
I can't deal with the urge to vomit...
Cause I feel I'm being taken advantage of...
I need more than what you are giving...
When I laid with you the feelings you brought to my body caused my heart and mind to switch places...
With each each kiss I moaned louder, with each kiss I feel harder. I awoke to feelings embedded in multiple orgasms....
My heart can't comprehend your inconsistencies....
In relations to you pacifing me....
I'm not as tough as I seem...
You got close enough to expose my fragual state...
And ran with it....
Full speed ahead....
Leaving me chasing behind you trying to get my pride back...
I'm not use to this cat and mouse sh!t....
I'm not use to it...
Did want me to have a taste of my own medicine...
Fine, I've tasted it and I don't like it....
You either give me what I want or step....
I can't pretend like my feelings aren't hurt...
I cant use ebonic slang to mask my shattered ego....
The last 4 days have been torture....
Why did I get involved with you in the first place?....
Yeah, I remember now....
I was tired of waiting for the right bus to come along....
And jumped on the first available one....
Please recognize my hands waving in your rear view mirror...
This is where I get off....

[pryncess31400]

I remember when we first met
You came up to me one day
And introduced yourself
asked my name
and caressed my hand
…a little bit too long
I guess it was effective, you certainly made an impression
Even though I thought you were extremely cocky
So not my type
I would have not had ever guessed that 11 years later
We would share a love so deep and profound that losing you
Has devastated me in a way I didn’t know was possible
Who knew that one day my heart would crumble into pieces
Upon the insistence that we part ways
I know this was initiated by me but
Baby
I miss you
I miss the way that you hug me from behind
Bury you head in my hair and inhale
Like I am the sweetest flower that has ever graced the earth
I miss the way yours arms feel around my body
Engulfing me in protection, support and love
I miss the way you lips feel on mine
the way your tongue feels
Teasing softly
And then wrestling rough
I miss the fire we made while you were deep inside
I miss the rhythm we had together
I miss the sounds we made while devouring each other
You whispering in my ear that I will always be yours
Sometimes I wonder
Would I do it all over again if I knew how it ended?

[Absolut da poet]

q*****@temple.edu wrote:
I'm sorry I didn't call you back it slipped my mind. Give
me a call when you get this on my house phone 215-((((((
You sounded like you were upset. Just wanted to know how
you're doing


Date: Thu, 28 Sep 2006 00:20:56 -0700 (PDT)
From: "Absolut" <*******@yahoo.com> Add to Address Book Add Mobile Alert

Subject: Q..
To: *****@temple.edu


okay... hmmnn...

I'd love to speak with you but the truth is I probably won't call you......

don't let this shock you......
but...


you remind me of all the things that I loved about......everything I love..

sorry...

(I'm kinda tipsy right now and that always makes me tell the truth so forgive me if this email sounds like I'm tryin to make you blush...although I don't doubt that it would be a beautiful one if it did)



I got the impression that you and Pumpkin are concerned so...I'll say this ->

I guess I'm okay...in perspective I'm about to lose the 2 people that I've loved the most in back to back years..so...I'm as okay as a person in that circumstance can be..

but..
as I was saying...

you're a beautiful person....I love that about you...
it's not your facial structure or appearance...
it's like...
seeing a light in a person...
in a color you've never seen before..

it's strange but it shines...sometimes..it twinkles and sparks something in you..
sometimes...
you can't help but to wanna be close to it...even if...
you could never really get that close...
it just makes you wanna close your eyes and write a wish..

a wish that everything else you see could be just like this...
like staring in your eyes pausing for a moment while you smile....

and then waking up and turning around..
but only to walk away..

so...
u see...I'd love to talk to you but those are the things I really wanna say...
but you'll never hear me say them...
cause biting ya tongue is almost as hard as speaking your mind...

...
.....
.......
....
.....

I have no idea how you'll take these lines..but...they're all true..
..if it's a poem... it's named after you.


and by the way...you look beautiful on paper too..
..even if it's only from a distance...
or occasionally..
I'll always appreciate this view...


so...thankyou.

P.S.
There's No need to respond...just lemme know you're okay too.

[homeyjay]

you let me know just how you felt
when you opened the door in ya draws
we screwed all night the whole room smelt
it drained every once from my balls
we kept on and on like we was crazy
that night you said i was the best lover
and then you asked me to name the baby
i said hercules if he gets out of this rubber

[sexydeltagirl]

Dear.....

I really miss you dammit...
I'm driving myself crazy thinking about you...
Wondering what you doing, who you are with....
I look at your pictures at least once a day...
Reminising on the night we spent together...
Huggin n kissin...
Touchin n grabbin....
You had my body responding to your touches like it was in trance....
We didn't stop until the sun came up...
Then I gave into your passion again on the sink...
When you told me you missed me...
I got this crazy feeling that maybe....
Just maybe...
Naw fukk it...
I like you plain and simple...
When I see you again...
There won't be a lot of talking...
Unlike the first night...
Just take your clothes off ....
Dinner is served!

[T-MURDA]

Now, why does it seem
Like I can't get enough of this chick it seems
Like reality is busting out of its seams
I wanna bust you right up outta ya jeans
I wanna love you, hug you and provide ya needs
I wanna give you more than you asked of me
I wanna take you places you ain't supposed to be
I wanna love you, even when your on your knees
Caress the back of your head while your servicing me
Your shirt's damp my mouth on your nipple through your white T
I'mma make you giggle, you my muse, want you to be happy
Now see we might be far away right now
But the timing is right because we don't have spouses right now
I'm never lowering my standards down
or fukking around by giving the crown
To girls who don't qualify or equal
Your more than a Queen to my king
I wanna see you in see-through
And speed-through the long gap in time
We seperated by state lines but share the same mind
Good souls, composed of, blessed we both are
You gone girl, you done got the cream of crop
& I'll keep proving to you that I'm the best you got
Or ever had, the rest of them fags, you good at math
But you won't be able to count the ways I'll love you down
I'mma do some shyt to you that you ain't seen the books
I'mma get you hooked, steal your heart like a crook
Then bounce out of town I'm playing, you praying
For better days and better pay, its all a phase
The bullshyt we go through, it'll pass, and you'll say
'It dont matter what I'mma go through
As long as I've found you I'll weather the storm
As a testament of how much I love you'