The Book of Love: My Love

By Leo XiV

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• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse UK
• Release date: Dec 6, 2011
• ISBN: 9781456789749

Leo XiV

this book describes the type of love I have for this beautiful woman I know., Since day one i saw her, I told her she the most beautiful woman i ever meet and I would Love to marry her.its about that love

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© 2011 Leo XiV. All rights reserved.

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First published by AuthorHouse 08/20/2011

ISBN: 978-1-4567-8973-2 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4567-8974-9 (ebk)

Printed in the United States of America

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Contents

Introductory Provision

Postscript to Reference

Part I

Part II

Part III

Part IV

Part V

Part VI

Part VII

Introductory Provision

my love, my butterfly, you the only love I love and its written in centimetre words with love curious of the heart on thinking how it would put you into a smile of tears. you would think I have copied the century of medieval mirth to write to you THE Book of Love in a letter feeling with a thermostat of a kind but I went as far as the land of the Zulu and the Hamas to battle with the lions of kavango land and came out left for dead just to send you a few words in small letters that say I love you on every letter you read my love, my love I fought with a school of elephants of the 0wamboland and came out with a resistance of a tomb raider just to bring you the words that says I love you and four letters of love. my love, my rose, my honey, my mint lemon, my apple, my green pepper, my love, my beloved there is nothing you can do for me to stop loving you in letters, in words, in emotions with your colourful eyes my love, I will set fire to all kind of letters if they ever claim I love you because your love is the first letter of love, your sweet lips follows the second letter of love, your charming eyes then my love is the third letter of love, my love the last e of love is the way your eyelashes flashes. My love truly from the bottom of my heart and the top of my soul, from the softness of ink and the smoothness of the page, the love I have for you cry for its self, with red tears that I would do anything for your love to have it by my side in my hand to cherish it every time I set my eyes in your ocean eyes and to adore you every time I set my ears on your lovely sound of your voice.

Postscript to Reference

My love truly if words counted in single letters, don’t mean a thing to your sweetheart then I would have sleepless nights thinking about your love on how Leo XIV wrote his letters to brighten up your lovely eyes. I love u.

Part I

Of My Love

The first letter was the first word I ever used on fresh white paper that was any way not used by any man on earth, that ever lived and I have to say my love its Saturday today if I am not mistaken the 27 of June 2009 and it feels like I have been dead for long. I can’t even imagine the last time I had dinner with you but today I am having super on your silk, kissing your lips, touching your toe, licking your finger, biting your tongue, sucking your nipples, doing whatever the sugar wants because baby I mean baby my lady my love my life mildly it’s me, and to start of how are you my love. It’s been a while since I heard a thing from you, not even an email. It’s been long since I saw your face and I truly miss you from the eyes to the nose, from the lips to the right and left ear, baby I miss your tongue, your teeth, your saliva, your neck, your back nails and with that I conclude I miss you the whole body and I can’t even think what to say to you as if you make me write less. Truly, even though you centuries away from me, I will still remember this as if it was before dawn, I still feel your presence through the atoms of the nouns, feeling your touch through the thickness of the ink, making me want to hug you across two sentences, that I can’t even wonder why I can’t stop saying I can’t because truly I miss you deeper than any ocean on this planet and beyond that. What I feel on how I miss you cannot be put on paragraphs or any sort of paper that would burn nor in a bottle that will flow but on the way hips are curved and the way your hair are looking today, I won’t staple you today or assassin you I will write to you I love you, I miss you and I am being heartily serious on that issue of missing you, my heart won’t grow fonder nor change back the hands of time. The last time I say your puppy smile was in the bank, you where looking all khaki style colour match camouflage shoes, a nice bag, a nice purse, a nice watch, a nice gold chains, your hair was looking all due tight, nails done right with rings shining like leather on your earrings. I had to admit there won’t be a page unwritten, they will all be covered in blood love ink, lovely my love and to tell you what is in your kids membranes is a desires of a cold that can’t catch a cold my love this days it does not matter who you parting with the day after tomorrow or the type of bird would delight your taste tonight because, she came from a type that would traverse