My Brave And Dashing Marine
My Brave and Dashing Marine, As I sit here, scribing these words onto this canvas of hope, my heart aches for the longing that has made its home within me. It fills every waking moment with thoughts of you, whispers of your name when the world around me falls silent. Each tick of the clock, each wave lapping against the shore, echoes the rhythm of my heart – a rhythm that pulses with your name.
I yearn for the strength that flows from your arms, arms that I’ve watched carry the weight of the world without faltering. Yet, the same arms that carry strength also carry tenderness, holding me in a cocoon of warmth, love, and security. They’ve cradled me in nights painted with stars and lulled me to sleep with stories of our dreams, stories that will come true one day, I know. I long for those arms, your arms, and the promise they hold.
Your courage astounds me, darling. To be fighting for a cause, a duty, in a place far removed from the comfort and familiarity of home, is a testament to your mettle. But remember, my love, the strength isn’t just in the fight, it’s in the moments of quiet resilience, the moments of tender vulnerability, and the unwavering belief that every dawn brings hope.
Through the distance, my heart whispers to you in the hushed quiet of the moonlight. It travels with the warm, sun-kissed breeze, crossing the miles to reach you. Can you feel it, my brave Marine? The caress of my love brushing against your skin, wrapping you in a cocoon of warmth and passion.
Despite the distance and the uncertainties that lie ahead, we have our love, unyielding and passionate. Our love bridges the thousands of miles, breaking down the barriers of time and space, whispering promises of tomorrow into our dreams. Every night, I imagine my fingers tracing the rugged terrain of your body, igniting a fire that only the union of our souls can quench.
My mind races with thoughts of our future together – of stolen kisses, laughter ringing through the halls of our home, and moments of peace that are as fulfilling as they are simple. The anticipation of these moments, the thought of you returning to my arms, fuels my hope and fortifies my strength. We are more than the miles that separate us. We are an unbreakable bond of love, hope, and dreams.
As you continue to navigate this path of duty and honor, remember, love, that you are never alone. You carry my heart with you – a heart filled with longing, desire, and an unwavering love for you. I eagerly await the day when the miles will shrink to nothing, and the only space between us will be the whisper of a breath, the brush of a kiss.
Stay strong, my brave Marine. For now, remember my love in every sunrise, feel my embrace in every gust of wind, and see our future in every starlit night. I long for you, just as you long for me. The rhythm of our longing is the symphony that will guide us home.
With heartfelt warmth,
Your Starlight Serenade
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Thoughts & Ideas, Joseph Kravis 🙂
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