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I’m your rose.
It hurts me to admit that I miss you. I miss your hands resting on my hips and you looking down at me. I want to touch you, your broad shoulders and your big arms. I love you towering over me and staring at me as if I am a deer caught in the forest and you are the big bulky bear hunting down his prey.
I hate to start a letter this desperate for you. But you HAVE to know that I miss you Ares. You are my salvation.
I know that I am weak, physically. So I need my protector. I need you. You can’t let go of this responsibility, it’s what you signed up for willingly. And now? I oblige you to kneel down and love me like a famished wolf. The wolf that finally found his lovely sheep. The sweetest and prettiest woman on Earth.
I need you to love me, to show it to me. Caress my skin and kiss my freckles all over my body, count them if you dare. I want you to prey for the sun you’ve surrendered to, that is my body and my soul. You know that I was going to be the end of your world. And you crave me more than before.
Now come to me, settle your way to my heart. Come back to me and cherish the magnificent aura that we create once we’re back together.
My love please give me your love and everything. I need you. Now.