Nurse!

My Dear Contagious Sir,

I know you’re feeling poorly right now. I think stress pounded your immune system and it finally succumbed. You’re putting on a brave face by giving interviews, managing staff, and cleaning up executive muck. You’re a force to be reckoned with.

I’ve been worried about you. I feel like a mother hen asking you if you’ve slept well, have taken medicine, eaten, and other questions about your health. I will always be concerned for you.

That being said, I told you the other day that I would still kiss you even with a communicable malady. You responded, “You wouldn’t have any choice.” I laughed, because I realized there wasn’t anything wrong with your silver tongue. It assured me that you’re on the mend.

Anxiously yours,

Darling

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Darling You’d Make A Great Nurse.

You worry too much. I have man flu. Mere mortals call them common colds, but because I am a man it is far worse (smiles).

Yes I have been a little off, not sleeping enough, probably drinking a bit more than I have for quite some time, eating out too much because I don’t have time to cook healthy meals, not getting much exercise and working excessive hours. Plus I am no longer 25 and ten feet tall and bullet proof. I am somewhat older now and only eight feet tall and bullet resistant.

It will pass and I will repair. As for kissing you? While I ache to do so, I would not wish to infect you. I am all talk my Darling. I would hate to make you sick.

Infectiously Yours

From Sir With Love

When Sir Slumbers

Dear Sir,

When you sleep I feel peace. For some reason it makes me extremely happy knowing you’re resting. I have watched you sleep before. I loved how your hair would get messy during the night from sleeping (well and other things).  Once in a while you’d open your eyes and catch me watching you, and then you’d smile at me, and I’d catch my breath

I can’t help but think “The Lion is Sleeping,” and woe unto the poor sot who awakens him. Then I’d do just that. You never complained….much.

I always wish you sweet dreams during your slumber.

Dreamingly,

Darling

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My Somnolent Darling

It is funny that you remember me sleeping because when you graced me with your presence one of my most contented memories is of you asleep.

I am pleased that you feel peace knowing I slumber. While I know you need your sleep, when it is your bed time (anywhere between 4.00pm and 6.00pm my time), I become somewhat agitated. I know you may leave any moment. I know I will be left to face the night alone. Then six to eight hours later you awake, you have that sexy morning voice going on. It makes me, well I don’t think it needs explanation.

There are many things I would like to do one more time with you. Pulling the covers up, kissing you goodnight then falling asleep beside you is near the top of that list. I know the bed was just not for sleeping, but some of my most satisfying moments are of watching you slumber.

It is getting later here now. I am little tired and would normally go to bed. but you will awake in 90 minutes and I don’t want to miss it. I am flattered that you equate with me with a lion. You and I both know however that wherever you were concerned I was a timid little pussy.

Most Languidly

From Sir With Love

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