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First Love of Radha Kishan : Love letters : First Love letter to a lovable girl
Darling Kavita,
I have no words to express my gratitude for you, for your so sweet a love note. My heart leaps to thank you again and again. You have saved me from a great bewilderment. Now, I feel immensely relieved of a burden which was lying heavy on my soul.
To be frank, my darling, I failed to rise to the occasion to confess my deep and sincere love to you. However, I was in search of an opportunity to tell you all about my tender feelings for you. Now, I can write in confidence. Believe me ever since I saw you I have a deep rooted happy feeling that you are my lovely, luscent, million pleasured angel. You wounded me with your glances, and it it only your love that can cure it.
I am a boy and you are a girl, and yet I lack the courage, and you possess it so abundantly. I admire, rather I envy it.
I swear by my God to be yours and yours forever. I am nothing if I am not sincere. I cant really express even a fraction of what I mean.
You know how poor I am in expressing my feelings either through spoken words or written ones.
You are my only refuge and security against the present dark times.
I am so rich yet so poor and insecure emotionally without you. Of what use is this self and power without your love.
You are so intelligent, beautiful, young and understanding. Time will show how worthy I am of your love and confidence.
We can live together as lovers, everunited in the bonds of eternal companionship. Take your own decision, free, fair and final to love and never to leave me.
In my college days I learnt a beautiful love poem, and still remember it from heart. It truely reflects our mutual love yearnings a passionate frame of mind:
Love is a universal migraine,
A bright stain on the vision
Blotting out reason.
Symptoms of true love
Are leanness, jealousy,
Laggard dawns;
Are omens and nightmares-
Listening for a knock,
Waiting for a sign.
For a touch of her fingers
In a darkened room
For a searching look
Take courage lover!
Can you endure such grief
At any hand but hers?
Passonately yours ever,
Amit sharma
Author: Radha Kishan
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