Dastan
10-04-2010, 07:23 PM
My Sweet Neyteri,
I've been staring at a picture of you for a while. Memorizing every curve of your face. The way your hair falls. Your captivating eyes and lips. Dastan sighs deeply......longing to tell these things to Neyteri in person but respecting her desire to be distant, he sadly and reluctantly steps back for observation, as the volcano inside him constantly erupts. The memories, smells and tastes from Tuesday night still linger. Dastan doesn't believe that love is just a feeling of course, but still, the passion felt for Sweet Neyteri is new to him and he just cant seem to get away from the thought that........She really loves me. Remembering back to the day they first met, Dastan smiles and chuckles at the events of that night. Dastan is sad, yet is overwhelmed with joy at the thought that......such a woman.....desires him? Avoiding self criticism Dastan basks in the light of possibility. As he realizes the same song has been repeating for ten minutes, Dastan goes to change it to something that will spark memory and he smiles and sighs as the song begins........Neyteri, I know you feel similar and I've said it a number of times but I'm saying it again. I adore you, respect you, am nervous around you, sing with you, dance with you, dream with you, day dream about you at work, write letters to you, miss you constantly, love you. I am saying that I can't stop thinking about you, I long to be next to you, and if you choose ME.........You won't regret it. I'll be forever yours my love, my heart, my queen, faithfully forever. I want to cherish you, lavish you, cook with you, sing with you, make babies with you, grow old with you........If you choose me, I will come back for you. I love you My Sweet Neyteri.
Dastan
I've been staring at a picture of you for a while. Memorizing every curve of your face. The way your hair falls. Your captivating eyes and lips. Dastan sighs deeply......longing to tell these things to Neyteri in person but respecting her desire to be distant, he sadly and reluctantly steps back for observation, as the volcano inside him constantly erupts. The memories, smells and tastes from Tuesday night still linger. Dastan doesn't believe that love is just a feeling of course, but still, the passion felt for Sweet Neyteri is new to him and he just cant seem to get away from the thought that........She really loves me. Remembering back to the day they first met, Dastan smiles and chuckles at the events of that night. Dastan is sad, yet is overwhelmed with joy at the thought that......such a woman.....desires him? Avoiding self criticism Dastan basks in the light of possibility. As he realizes the same song has been repeating for ten minutes, Dastan goes to change it to something that will spark memory and he smiles and sighs as the song begins........Neyteri, I know you feel similar and I've said it a number of times but I'm saying it again. I adore you, respect you, am nervous around you, sing with you, dance with you, dream with you, day dream about you at work, write letters to you, miss you constantly, love you. I am saying that I can't stop thinking about you, I long to be next to you, and if you choose ME.........You won't regret it. I'll be forever yours my love, my heart, my queen, faithfully forever. I want to cherish you, lavish you, cook with you, sing with you, make babies with you, grow old with you........If you choose me, I will come back for you. I love you My Sweet Neyteri.
Dastan