March 14, 2020

Love Note

by Steve J. Burkett (author's profile)

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ti97
Love Note

2/27/20
2/19/20

My Dearest Love:
I wish it were 1963 and I was that boy that was me, the one who knows it all and never had any trouble speaking up. After all, he was God's gift to all the girls. Why, when standing in front of you, did he find himself tongue tied, unable to speak a word? He just stood there with that big smile he was always flashing around.

Wait—now I remember. It was that smile that won your heart forever.

And here we are in 2020, does my smile still turn you on? Does my dancing still make you laugh out loud? Do my moves still melt your heart? Does my singing still make you want to kiss me? Does my memory still linger in your dreams? Do you still get lost at the thought of my blue eyes? Do you still feel the warmth from wearing my leather jacket?

I have never closed my eyes without you being there with me, holding you close against me, locking your eyes with mine, hearing the Beatles in the background singing "I want to hold your hand." After all the years, after all the love I can still feel your lips touching mine to wake me up each morning. I love you.

I'll Love You Always
Forever + Ever
Your Steve

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tigana Posted 4 years, 9 months ago. ✓ Mailed 4 years, 9 months ago   Favorite
My dear love...
Yes - I’d still be mesmerized by those blue eyes looking into mine - that goofy smile when you were trying to mess with me - sometimes I wasn’t sure if you were teasing or not (based on prior experiences in life) until I saw that grin - then my world was right again. It took me many years to realize that you truly loved me - I never believed anyone did - always figured it was a game....and always hoped for more...
I remember the thrill that whispered through my body when we’d‘accidentally’ touch hands - or when I’d catch your eye. We were SO young...and so in love....and so dang foolish.
Now, in our twilight years - I’ll never let go - I wish I could go back and whisper in that little girl’s ear to not waste the gifts we’d been given...
I love you. Then, now, and always
Loving you, I am...
Your Jeannie

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