To Share With You My Affection For Her.
Molly my Love,
I watched you sleeping again, as I am wont to do, and felt compelled to express my love for you. It is so strong, so passionately overwhelming sometimes. But I did not want to wake you. You were resting so peacefully, and so in need of your sleep. You work so hard with caring for the babies and doing your best to keep the house, and still your cough lingers and sickness keeps hold. Rest, as you are sleeping now while I work and write. In a few hours I will bid the dawn goodnight, and take my place beside you. To watch you again for a few moments before slumber takes me. It makes me happy, and I love to see your lovely face peaceful and without care while our darling babies asleep against you.
So I will write, roses of words for my fair lady. Strewn upon your path for when you awake.
But they are just words. They can never express that depth of commitment for which I bear in my heart for you, or the warmth of my soul in your company. How dear you are to me. You know I love your beautiful body, and your prettiness of face, but do you really know how much I treasure what is inside you? You are the 'myself' which is so unlike what I have known. We are so opposite, you and I, on so many things. But for your fervency to do what is right, and your strength to stand on your principles, and your dedication for the things of the Spirit we would have no common ground but that built by our children. Yet, that is everything that is important, what we share. In all that matters you and I are of one accord.
Beautifully complimentary.
As well...
You are so kind of heart and gentle of spirit. Giving of yourself to strangers without expecting return. Speaking loving words without flattery or charm. Smiling with your heart in your greetings and meetings.
You are so sweet of countenance and slow to anger. Setting the timbre of conflict and extinquishing the flames of discord. The cool breeze beneath a blistering sun.
You are so timid in doing harm and so quick to do good. Holding your tongue when so easily you could justify an attack. Extending your hand without thought of recompense or justification.
You are so slow to judge and quick to befriend. Seeing the good in others, and accounting for the possibilities of their spirit. Giving your all, and the best of yourself without reservations for reciprocity, in the extension of sincere friendship.
You are so humble and meek of pretense. Exalting others before yourself. Authentic in your presentation of yourself while being so accomadating to those around you.
Whereas I am so exacting, relentlessly driving all towards my perfectionist goals, withholding praises for those I love in the expectations of excellence as the norm. Whereas I am so utterly and frustratingly intent on specificity, harping on the jot and tittle, oblivious to the person behind the speech that I so vociferously dissect. Whereas I am so judgemental, so decisive in condemnation and exclusion, again hinging my expectations of others character upon my standards of performance. Whereas I struggle with this blazing fire in my heart and mouth, overbearing those around me, often direct and frank without consideration for the feelings or emotions of others, cutting forcefully with the truth when subtle correction might do... You bear all these things, and ease them with your goodness, making me the better man I wish to be. You temper my steel.
I Love You.
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