From KB to Sher:
My baby, my sweet Sher, my supply of pure love. My love source that replenishes itself with every breath. I can’t wait to hold you, can’t wait to kiss you, can’t wait to swarm you with my love like a hive of bees. That sweet soft skin, tight firm body…hmmm….today I’m missing my baby….(Deep Deep Breaths) Few tear drops just ran down my cheeks- don’t know where it came from because I had it all together before I decided to pen this letter.
Two nights ago I wrote about our love. How we were akin to the windpipe. The windpipe isn’t even listed as a vital organ but yet it can’t be blocked- not even for a few minutes. You can live with one liver, one kidney, even a battery powered heart but can’t go five minutes with a blocked windpipe. That’s our love in a nutshell.
We are never mad at each other. Even if one partner annoys the other, within minutes even without apologies we are over it. God said that alone is miraculous. He said,
” don’t let the sun go down on your anger” and yet couples find it impossible to reconcile in 12 hours.
God comes on the Line:
My kids, your love is so remarkable that mankind would see it as a burden should I say, ‘Love your wife as KB loves Sher’. Search the bible, none has ever asked for marriage advice and when they do it’s
” If a man can divorce his wife?”. As Sher would say, “What the fuck is this shit!”
Instead of asking how to unlock a love like yours, everybody’s looking for an exit clause. Such fucking tails!Visit Link