I just got back from a flight, a miserable one at that, and found that I don't have anything until 10 in the morning, then only for one hour. Dog tired and crumby, but I had to write this letter before I let my head hit the pillow.
My feelings for you are terrific! When you told me of the pain you had gone thru, I actually couldn't stop thinking of your misery. Darling, you're one of the unfortunate ones to have trouble and pain, the life of a woman! When I got your other letter, it had just the opposite effect. I'm glad that everything is glowing again at home.
Sweetheart, the more chance I have to think about us, the more, I find, I love you. If I could only hold you close to my heart - if only I could touch your lips, only to feel your soft, warm face against mine - just that, and I'd be content. Only to hear your voice, your laugh, to see your walk, to dance, to laugh, to let go with all we've got, and I'd be content. Just to feel your heart throb against mine; to feel your warm, soft, body; to feel as two, gloriously in love; then I'd be out of this world!
"You mean so much to me, don't let anything take you away from me" - a prayer. Darling, I'm waiting anxiously for your picture. The one you sent previously is over my bed. Every chance I get I sit and stare, and at times you seem to come right out of that picture and into my arms, but it's so damn futile - I can't seem to realize that you're not here, but are many miles away.
I'm enclosing a picture of myself in full flying suit. It was taken while I was a cadet at Pilot school. It's the same type I have now and it's still me. Hope you like it.
The candy was swell, almost as swell as you, honey!
I'm getting dog sleepy, and I'm having a hard time keeping my eyes open. So, it's first a pause until the next time; until then, I'm deep in the thought of you, so very much in love with a so very sweet person.
Always, my love and my heart, yours!
Jim
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