Darling Dearest,

It’s barely been an hour since we parted ways after our clandestine meeting, and already I am craving your presence.

I still feel your hand in mine; I still smell the jasmine from your perfume - the very remind makes me dizzy with want.

You say we have to keep meeting the way we do but I disagree. We cannot keep meeting like this but I cannot live without seeing you. The very idea feels like a dagger to the heart.

Without you in my life, the sky would be grey and the birds would not sing. There would be no joy, no laughter, no reason for sense.

You worry your employer will find out about us and turn you out onto the streets. My darling, I have to confess, I hope they do so I can show you to world proudly.

Every inch of me yearns for you. Your laugh, your smile, your touch, your kiss. Physicians would pronounce me an addict… and I am. I’m an addict for you. I burn for a minute longer with you with each meeting. I crave your presence beside me - at the dining table, at balls, in my bed. If I am an addict then I’ll never be sober.

Less than an hour has passed since I last tasted your lips and already I am planning our next meeting.

This will be our last meeting. The next time I hold you in my arms, my sweet, it will be as I introduce you to my family as my fiancée.

You’re the light of my life. I would be in eternal night without you. Marry me, always be mine.

From the first beat of my heart to the last beat of my heart, I promise to love you, honour you and cherish you.

Let me love you, openly.

With all the love that my heart can carry,

Anthony.