My dearest love,
Words cannot express the depth of my affection, Or the passion that consumes me like a wildfire, But I shall try, in this letter, to convey my emotion, And the love that burns within me, like a burning pyre.
I dream of you, day and night, Of your eyes that twinkle like the stars, Of your smile that shines so bright, And the way you make my heart beat fast and hard.
My love, you are the sun that warms my face, The wind that caresses my hair, The moon that casts its gentle grace, And the rain that washes away all my despair.
In your arms, I find my solace, And in your embrace, I feel complete, For you are the one who fills my space, And the one who makes my heart skip a beat.
So, my love, I hope this letter finds you well, And that it brings a smile to your face, For you are the one who makes my heart swell, And the one who fills my life with grace.
Yours always,
Yusuf Erdogan
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