Dear Lover,
My mind lingers on each word you speak. My darling, your voice is like honey on your lips. I wish only to taste it again. My, how I dream of tasting it again. Reading it is not near as satisfying as hearing it; your whispers in my ear of such simple things. Your "I love you"s. Your every word. Oh, but what do we always say? "You're never away for long". But my dear, a day without your honey lips is a day too long. Far too long.
Love,
Your darling.
