Lit Love Letters

[37_ttej]

Dearest Tarquin,


The candlelight flickers upon this parchment, casting its golden glow much as your presence casts light upon the chambers of my heart. Each stroke of the quill draws me closer to the thought of you, though no ink nor word can truly capture the depth of my affection.


Tarquin, your name is a melody that lingers in the quietest corners of my mind, as though whispered by the very winds that rustle through the heather-clad hills. Your visage, so noble and fair, is etched into my soul as a portrait painted by the hand of Providence itself.


Each day without you is a season of winter, barren and unyielding, yet your mere thought thaws the frost and beckons springtime to blossom in my spirit. I long for the solace of your voice, the kindness of your gaze, and the unspoken promise that lingers in your every gesture.


Were I to possess the stars themselves, they could not compare to the brilliance of your eyes. The finest rose of the garden pales before the grace of your presence, and the sweetest hymn falters beside the harmony of your laughter.


Do you feel it too, this invisible thread that binds us? It is as though our hearts were woven together by fate’s delicate hand, destined to beat as one amidst the tapestry of life’s grand design.


Should this letter reach you, my darling Tarquin, let it be a vessel of my sincerest adoration. May its words carry the warmth of my love across the miles, until such a time as I may stand before you and speak them aloud.


Ever yours,

Wand3r

By my troth, woman, thou art a wordy wench!
The most estimable Tarquin has likely aged beyond ken ere he reached the end of your epistolary declaration, notwithstanding the fortitude he is possessed of as the due of his Etruscan heritage.
So, here is wisdom, my dear @Wand3rlust .
The way to a man's heart (and thy Tarquin is more than such, as thou knowest) is through his loins.
Satisfy his appetite and his soul will be knit closer to thine than the bodice to thy bosom.

Yours always &c.

Jett

 

[Nicefella]

Dearest Mrs Trudeau:

As I gaze through the bars and over the meadow outside, I am continually reminded of your sultry blossoming essence. It timbers my loins to recall such a carefree time.

My thoughts of you are only limited by this rust-laden nib which needs more ink to course through. Nary a fret, my lady: The Revolution is upon us, and soon independence, victory, and your pudendum shall be mine to savor.

Yours truly,
Don Quixote

 

[OldDirtyAltGuy]

My Dearest Amelia

Release the fires that are buried deep within you. Unburden your soul for I am here to bring you joy.

Do not quench the thirst you have for me for I am yours and you are truly mine.

Your chasity is mine for the taking. Prepare yourself, for I will be there on the 'morrow.

Devoted to you only,

Sir Alfred

 

[OldDirtyAltGuy]

Apparently, I killed this fucking thread.

Oops. Let me rephrase.

Dearest only Lit readers,

This nave hast killed yonder thread...

Carry on my fucking gentleman and ladies

 

[Liberia]

Beloved one,

My soft comfort, thou remind me of the songs of Solomon, whenever seeing you, I want to recite:

"Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits."

Humble, trembling, always and all yours

your devoted one

 

[angelofthenorth]

My Most Beloved
As I watch the sky turn from firegold to velvet blue, I am put in mind of thy eyes, and the twinkle of stars. The cool evening breezes that kiss my cheek in place of thy tender hand. The scent upon brings back recollections of thy sweet breath, and the longing to kiss thy lips.
I remain, thy longing ache

 

[Apisto42]

My most beguiling tart,

Why have you abandoned us in our year of need? Your constant memes and incessant trivial postings kept us entertained during our dark days of working and with nary a care in the world you left us for the foreign land of discord.

Bored and horny,
A

 

[angelofthenorth]

To my heart's ache.
I longed for thy calming voice in mine ear to soothe mine soul. As thy once did so very long ago. The war that rages within the castle of my mind is only made worse by thine absence from mine arms. As I look to thy return
I keep safe thy tokens that thou entrusted to me
forever thine

 

[Mo_Bandy]

18 love letters to 3 Lit skanks

 

[Apisto42]

18 love letters to 3 Lit skanks

Did they get 6 each? Or was it random?

 

[epicstretch]

write a love letter to your Lit crush … but with a twist!

Use a style from “olden times” as if you two are separated and letters are you only means of communicating…


Examples:

“I must inform you that your manhood is indeed the perfect length and I am in need of it on the regular forthwith.

Yours truly,

Gertrude"


OR


“My Dearest Jebediah,

Allow me to please assuage your curiosity as to the foreign instrument you observed near my bedside...”

Dear gwynervere sending you the utmost pleasantries .. your .gertrude

 

[Mo_Bandy]

Did they get 6 each? Or was it random?

16 1 and 1

 

[ThePullOutKing]

Not to drag this down or derail it, however this thread reminds me of the scene from Saving Private Ryan with that beautiful letter to Mrs. Bixby from Abraham Lincoln.

Words you don't hear any more like: beguile, assuage, and the phrase tendering to you the consolation

 

[angelofthenorth]

To my hearts longing
tis hath been but a short time since first we met, under ye olde oak tree. Where thee carved our initals in the bark. Swans gliding past and swallows swooping. I find that thy hath been lurking in the corners of mine mind, and catches me thinking of thee. My mind swerling with the sound of your voice, the sweetest sound to mine ear
I remain thine

 

[hugh_jarce69]

To my hearts longing
tis hath been but a short time since first we met, under ye olde oak tree. Where thee carved our initals in the bark. Swans gliding past and swallows swooping. I find that thy hath been lurking in the corners of mine mind, and catches me thinking of thee. My mind swerling with the sound of your voice, the sweetest sound to mine ear
I remain thine

That is beautiful

 

[OldDirtyAltGuy]

My dearest lady angel,

Though I, thy devoted servant wouldst swim the deepest ocean, climb the highest mountain and slay the fiercest dragon for you, There is something that yet troubles my heart. An answer that only your delicate toungue can provide. This one thing I must know...doest thou prefer the King James?

Your devoted alt,

ODAG

 

[AmberLGreen]

16 1 and 1

Whilst I do appreciate receiving your 16 letters, could you please put a little more effort in. Start off with Darling or Dearest or at least a Yo Ho. Sign off with Always in my thoughts, a simple Love or even Wanking to thoughts of you right now. Getting a “letter” that just says “Wanna fuck?” Hardly gets the fanny fluttering

 

[LaisDeMarieDeFrance]

My dearest lady angel,

Though I, thy devoted servant wouldst swim the deepest ocean, climb the highest mountain and slay the fiercest dragon for you, There is something that yet troubles my heart. An answer that only your delicate toungue can provide. This one thing I must know...doest thou prefer the King James?

Your devoted alt,

ODAG

King James canst go sucketh a gross of ass cocks.

 

[Grumpy_OG]

Whilst I do appreciate receiving your 16 letters, could you please put a little more effort in. Start off with Darling or Dearest or at least a Yo Ho. Sign off with Always in my thoughts, a simple Love or even Wanking to thoughts of you right now. Getting a “letter” that just says “Wanna fuck?” Hardly gets the fanny fluttering

*Crumbles up my Wanna Fuck letter*

 

[Mo_Bandy]

Whilst I do appreciate receiving your 16 letters, could you please put a little more effort in. Start off with Darling or Dearest or at least a Yo Ho. Sign off with Always in my thoughts, a simple Love or even Wanking to thoughts of you right now. Getting a “letter” that just says “Wanna fuck?” Hardly gets the fanny fluttering

I cant help falling in love.

 

[AmberLGreen]

I cant help falling in, love.

FIFY. Commas matter

 

[Mo_Bandy]

FIFY. Commas matter

Fall in or slide in?

 

[angelofthenorth]

Fore sooth, thou art to know this, I be thy parchment thou my quill. Words of joy,sorrow and of love may flow betwix me and thee like ink, comedy and tragedy may mask deeper stirrings. But as the swans do glide with grace, underneath the will and determination to keep on course, so do we as with sure and true steps keep moving forward.

 

[OldDirtyAltGuy]

King James canst go sucketh a gross of ass cocks.

Dearest lady shankina,

He just fucking might.

Your devoted, meddlesome, shank free alt,

ODAG

 

[snexxer]

My Fairest and Most Singular Damosel,
She whom my heart, nay my very sinews, do secretly obey,

Pray forgive the trembling of mine hand, for it knoweth not how to be still when I take quill to parchment and think upon thee. In sooth, thou art that special girl—the one whose name I dare not speak too loudly, lest the very air grow jealous for longing of thee.

When thou dost pass by, methinks the sun itself tilteth his golden face to better behold thee. And though I strive to stand as a modest gentleman, my thoughts do oft wander… aye, and sometimes stray into corners where shadows grow warm. Yet fear not—my intentions are ever noble, though they creak under the weight of unspoken hopes.

Thy smile, sweet maid, doth stir me more than a knight’s trumpet at dawn; and when thou dost lay thine eyes upon me, I confess mine own resolve doth rise to meet the moment, though I strive to keep it courtly.

Would that I could walk beside thee beneath the budding boughs, and share a word or two—mayhap three—of gentle discourse. And perchance, in time, shouldst thou permit, we might explore the richer meanings hidden betwixt such words, where language groweth soft and full of pleasant mischief.

Until that blessed hour, I remain—
Thine in quiet yearning and most respectful admiration,

Thy Devoted Servant of Heart and Fancy