My dear Markus, I really want to write something warm and tender to
you. For this letter to confort you, your soul. I wish my words would
make you pleased, well and happy. I forget about everything and write
the letter to you... This time no one and nothing can distract me from
thinking about you. There is nobody in the universe but stars, you and
me. I know that we are separated by the thousand kilometers, but when
I write to you, I feel that I whisper the words in your ear...And I
know that you can hear me! You can not imagine how precious your
feelings and your soul to me. How I wish to put a mysterious envelope
with a gloss of miracle in your palm, with the smell of flowers. I
will close my eyes, imagining how you anxiously open the envelope and
there are butterflies streaming out of it, purple, lemon. You can not
understand anything and there is a cloak of butterflies already behind
your back, and a halo above your head from the pollen. And you
couldn't even recover - the calm creatures carried your sorrow on
their transparent wings. I want to meet you so much! But how soon it
will happen - nobody knows. The only thing important is for us to have
patience to get to this moment, when the heart would jump out of the
chest, lips would repeat favorite name, brain in a clock manner would
count backwards, like a space craft launch. Ship that will take us on
a white soft, fluffy cloud of happiness, where we will chat sitting
our legs hanging in the air. My dear Markus, my love, I am burning of
anticipation, from the need to hug you and sweetly kiss you in your
tender lips, and then touch your lips once again with mine and lightly
nibble them, pulling them gently in my direction, smacking, getting
deeper inside and touch you with a tongue. Kiss and go on until your
head start to spin, until it feels light and warm and body will start
falling somewhere deep down, into something pleasant... And then you
will take me on your hands and carry me into your bedroom with a huge
bed, covered in silk bed linen. I will sprinkle your neck with
wonderful kisses, and then going down will slowly undress you, for
you to feel every bit heading to me, and the soul fills with passion.
My hands will cuddle you and lift you into the heaven of happiness. I
will gently kiss your nipple and lightly, like a wing of a butterfly
flapping on the top of a forest meadow, touch it's tip, lick around it
and kiss many many times. And I will repeat it thousand times, and
then I will touch with my lips the next nipple, not repeating the
moves, and will torture it with a great feel, but only the way not to
hurt you. I will kiss all your body and will make all your sacred
dreams come true, and let it last long enough as possible. Let it last
hours, days, nights, weeks, months, years, decades. Let it last all
life long and every time at the dawn, before the sun rises, you will
slip between my legs and slowly come inside me, for I could remember
every night of my life with you, and enjoy every second and every
millimeter your wonderful and beautiful body, freedom and lightness,
sweet pleasant feeling...And when the first ray of light will appear,
I will drown in you to be with my Angel always!
Your Pretty Girl, Elena.