Love Letter

I am deeply madly in love....Sunday night warm almost 26 degrees. My apartment feels warmer and I am starting to sweat in my chair as I type this. Still in the humidity I am in love with him. Last week he visited....and sleep together for 5 nights. I love feeling his skin next to mine, his body....I love all of imperfections. Most of all...I am in love. It feels stable and not frantic, it feels amazing. The rockies is like a wall between us, but does not keep us apart. I am lucky to find love at 31. Listening to Stevie Nick sing Crash. I have a small list of things I love about him...mostly I love awaking up and knowing we will have coffee together and fall asleep together. AT YVR, I said good bye again for another 6 weeks apart. *sigh* Time is traveling fast between us because I am studying for my CFA. I really do not have time for a relationship and the distance lets me studying and not be distracted. My fav moment of his last visit was sitting on the bench at Kits Beach together and looking at the barges. He is so sweet to me. Each visit bringing a new piece of lingerie for me to model. His hands all over my body, touching me and loving. I am at piece and melt into his arms. And I know he is at peace here in Vancouver and so far away from his drama. Edmonton equals disfunction to me....and maybe to him too...I can only hang on to the drama and believe ...and trust we will make it. It has almost 6 months ago I met him at yoga my last week in Edmonton. He touched my soul and recused me...I do not know how I would have made it without him. As the plane left Edmonton on Feb 23 ...I knew I left someone behind...His spirt so close to mine. I miss and heart my lover so deeply. I knew from the moment i saw him upside down I wanted to be his wife. For my soul to touch his ...I am forever so grateful. It is pride weekend in Vancouver and the city is being invaded. I am so over pride...I am so over the materialism. My friend Jules is staying with me for a couple days. My apartment has never been so busy.....I am like a bed and breakfast. The company is awesome....I really do not feel so lonely in the city. Work is same and every so close to boring me terribly. I feel asleep at the desk, as I am sleep walking through my day. Each day....I wait till I leave. Counting down...till I have a job I love as much as my lover..... all roads lead to home...and letting myself be loved and seen.