Well, I wonder what I might have done to earn such wonderful expressions of sentiments from such a marvelous woman.
It is still like a dream to think that I have won your heart when to so many I am a scourge not worthy of respect nor dignity. It would not be an exaggeration were I to proclaim you are my source of hope; my every desire fulfilled; and my reason to keep fighting despite all those who oppose me.
You are what makes my life a fantasy come true. The way we touch and laugh, and strengthen one another is a life about which many an epic romance have been written.
It is at times like these, when I reflect upon the treasures I have in you, that I'm reminded how unworthy I am of your love and such a beautiful life with you.
The things you do to me and the way you make me feel are often hard to believe. The way you make love to me reminds of all the joys I've forgotten and never learned, nor dreamed, existed.
My lover, my joy, my dream, promise me that you will always be by my side. Do not leave me die of a broken heart when you realize that no man is worthy of a woman who possesses grandeur such as yours.
You force me to think of all the tales and fantasies that children posses about perfect people and perfect lovers. Each day that passes you show me there is validity in fairy tails. There is so much more to you than meets the eye. So much more to the pleasure you give than can be comprehended by the senses or intellect.
There is only one thing more that I could ask of you Sweet Lover, please explain to me how I have become the most fortunate man alive by being the one you love.