My Love Letter to Doc

My Loveable, Sweet Doc!

Oh how I love you! When I hear the song, “Nights in White Satin,” by the Moody Blues, I think of you. I think of how we share a special and very deep and intense kind of love like no other. I smile when I think of the time we slow danced together in the bedroom to “Piano in the Dark,” by Brenda Russell, my heart skips beats when I think of the first time you held me in your arms. I find myself trying to catch my breath when I think of the times we have gazed deeply into each other’s eyes as I am brushing your hair, or brushing your hair away from your eyes. You send my libido through the roof when you wear your black suit and when you wear your tan corduroy pants, long sleeve denim button down shirt, olive green vintage army field jacket and your straw hat. You make me lose all control of my senses and sensibility when you look at me. The passion that you ignite in me is poweful! I love laying in bed with you, with my head on your chest or shoulder and our hands and legs intertwined. I find it sweet how you are very protective of me and my heart. You guard me well. Having your shoulder to cry on is a great comfort in my time of need and the love that we make together is truly beautiful and magical. You are my best friend, my dear husband and my rock.

I love you forever!

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