All the colors of your heart…

Sweet love…

Your soul is so beautiful to me. All the parts that glow, all the parts that ache, even the parts you might hope I never see… The parts that shine out like a beacon, and those parts I've maybe glimpsed only the barest outlines of…

I love it. All of it. Beautiful. Perfect — not in spite of imperfections, but because of them. Each one giving me one more place for my gentle caress…

But, baby…

Even if I'm used to processing emotions within myself, that full, beautiful range you experience… I'm having to learn them coming from someone else, someone I love. It's not what I'm used to, especially in the quiet dark…

But, baby…

I want to. Desperately. I long to drink from that fountain day and night, however the flavor might change. And baby, I think you know… I like to drink the sweets as well as the bitters, and even the things that burn as they go down… And gosh, you know I crave the deep ones — the ones with rich, complex, almost indescribable flavor profiles…

I want it. I want it all.

So, please forgive my clumsiness sometimes as I work to find your tune… I'll do my damnedest to not slip so far out of your band ever again, but there's a real chance I'll miss a step here and there. But I'm always trying, babydoll… And I always will. And I'll get better. More attuned. That's not just a promise — that's my life's goal.

With my eyes wide open, I've got my eyes wide open — I've been keeping my hopes unbroken

Love you, sweet love. I hope today is better than yesterday, and tomorrow is better still.

Yours.