Lover,

What have I done to deserve you, or your kindness. The way you look me in the eyes, or touch my heart? I am not certain that I have earned how you treat me... or spoil me with your affection.

When I run,  you hold me close to your chest and allow me to be scared within your arms, until I feel safe again...And then you hold me some more.

You constantly hold me in high regard, treating me with the utmost respect and loyalty. I am won over by you, your strength, your power, your ability to calm the sea for me.

I want to give you more and more of myself-- Even when I am so afraid. I close my eyes and hold my arms out to you-- and you never leave me longing--never make me wait.

I am yours...

Lover:
I am finding myself falling more and more under your spell.
I am so attracted to your maleness. Your strength-your masculinity. The way you take charge, and don't question yourself. Your confidence turns me on. Your intelligence challenges me, but your heart has won me over.

I like the way you make me feel inside.
I feel beautiful when I am with you.
I feel special, wanted and desired.
Thank you for being balance in my life, for making me relax, making me laugh, and for listening to me cry.
I feel so blessed you have chosen me.
I am enthralled by the newness of what we are together.
Of learning more about you, and that you crave to know more about me.
I am amazed that you find me beautiful, and that you adore me, that you lavish me with affection, and I am grateful for your patience with me.

I desire to please you-to honor you and to care for you.
I desire to be yours.
I am terrified of giving you my heart-as it is broken one. Fragile from another's carelessness.
But you encourage me to be strong. You believe in me when I can not even believe in myself.
I can't wrap my head around what you feel for me/see in me.
I am just happy where we are.
I don't ever want to take this forgranted, but I don't want to put a label on what we have. Let us say, that I feel for you. I want you in my life, I desire you as a man. All of my affection is yours. 

Lover:

I am dreaming of you today. I am tangled in the notion of you and I. Of having your heart, to be the object of your affection/deire/lust. Of perhaps loving you, and you loving me.

Scared of the implication of what all of this means. I have kept myself controlled-good-never wavering, in being what people expected of me. And expectations are a master, that I can not commit to any longer. I will no longer be a slave to what people want me to be.I am letting go of the wheel-- letting go of control-allowing myself to be spun by you. Giving you all of my secret and sacred places in me that have long been sleeping … dormant.. Waiting for your touch … waiting for you.

I give control to you easily--submitting to your power over me-- you are in charge.. Which is something I need. You guide me gently and I submit to you, you have become  my rock my strength, and my desire.

I melt for you letting go of inhibition and fear and rush to you who holds me high.
I want you-need you and desire you only.