Kiss me where the tears flow from endless sorrow. Whisper seductively to the darkness that stalks me relentlessly so that I can destroy it from an angle that it cannot see. Lie down with me, singing the songs that your mother beautifully sung when she cradled you in her arms. Gaze upon me in my slumber knowing that I love you and that I am totally yours. Let us intimately reach for each other in the late hours and reaffirm our vows under the moon and the stars. Close your eyes and breathe deeply as I gently and slowly explore the regions of your sensitivity. Allow me to please you with devoted sensual methodology. You are the true embodiment of beauty. I do not have to contemplate any reasons to love you — I love you purposefully. You are the remedy for the wounds of despondency that hurt me. You are the voice that echo the sentiments of my poetic heart when I suffer silently. Your affection releases me from the cruel fetters of purgatory. The burdens that you help me carry are heavy, yet you have not abandoned me. Of such unwavering love, how could I be worthy? What can I offer except to love and protect you eternally? My life is no longer my own; it is yours, my lady.