to all of my beloveds

iestyn

love #7

my jocular iestyn,

where should i begin? your lips? your humor? your fondness? maybe when i first realized that,

i love you.

it was at the comedy association. i'd walked in, excited and waiting for you to deliver a routine that thine been working for many suns now. i can still remember the smell of alcohol in the air, as well as still taste it on my tongue. those big red curtains revealed you looking your best, colors of a jester painted on your dress, and a funny glint in your eye.

the revelation came shortly after i had managed to calm down after laughing heartily from one of your jokes, the rest of the tavern not quite as composed as i since the room was still filled with merry laughter. i wiped the tears from my eyes as looked towards you to see how you fare, and i swore the time around me paused,

there you were, with a stunning glow that shone on your cheeks and a matching chuckle as you waited to continue. it was nothing special i'm sure, but watching you as you did something you loved, and look so joyous while doing it, ignited my understanding that i'd fallen in love with you. i wanted the absolute best that could befall you.

my sentiment only became solidified as we spent more and more time together, writing amongst rose red clouds as dusk set in the sky. resilient, patient, sanguine, there's not too many words that i can use to capture the essence of you my dear, but i know as i saw your pen move against the gentle waves behind you,

i had to tell you, because it felt like i would combust if not.

that each breath you take fuels my existence, and that for every smile, every glance, every touch, i felt electricity and butterflies coil in my stomach. the small gestures you'd make, like pushing a strand from your ear, would stun me so much that your beauty would stay on my mind for nights.

those times are in the past now, but nothing of my existence has forgotten you. my body will still cave to your caress, my eyes will still seek your attention, my heart will still crave your laughter, and my passion will always crave your desire.

i hope we'll see each other again once more, and you'll tell me a joke that makes me giggle so much that i cry,

just like the day i realized i love you.

- Q.