Dear Soblang

I am writing this
To tell you
That
I love you my sweet darling monk
I still desire you
Want to love you
Have my way with you
To pleasure
My beloved

Alas you were
Taken away
Before I could have you
All to myself
By a diseased psychopath

Although the
Very thought
Of you
Gives me butterflies
In my stomach,
Heart
And womanhood.

I want you
But you
Are diseased from the
Psychopath
And I can’t
Risk my
Physical well-being.

Maybe in another life.  
We shal meet again
As lovers.