- Forbidden and Filthy Love Letters of Yore
- James Joyce’s “Filthy Letters”
- Frida Kahlo’s Unrequited Love
- Lost & Found WWII Love Letters between Soldiers
- Henry & Anaïs
- 7 Steamy Love Letters From Famous Authors That Will Make You Rethink The Way You Sext
- 11 Sizzling Hot Love Notes for Him
- 1. Make it short but spicy
- 2. Use sexy sounds
- 3. Think outside the paper
- 4. Describe your physical reaction
- 5. Create a sexy invitation
- 6. Add an exotic or unusual touch…
- The Sexiest Love Letters
- The Art of Writing a (Hot) Love Letter
- How do you want the recipient to feel?
- Show, don’t tell
- Be literal and specific
- If you’re daring, try a metaphor
- Be yourself
- How will you send it?
Forbidden and Filthy Love Letters of Yore
The Love Letter by Jean-Honoré Fragonard
We don’t mean to put a damper on Valentine’s Day, but the chances of most of us receiving an actual love letter this year are slim to none.
These days, text messaging and multiple social media platforms have seen to it that emojis come before real emotions, but today we’d to pay tribute to hand-written romance as it becomes increasingly rare.
With any luck, it might just inspire some of us to put pen to paper. From the forbidden to the filthy, these are best of a lost art…
James Joyce’s “Filthy Letters”
James Joyce, author of the epic novel, Ulysses, was the kind of man who, in 1920s Paris, would get drunk, start fights, and then hide behind Ernest Hemingway for protection, screaming, “Deal with him, Hemingway!” But he was also a man who exchanged some pretty epic love letters with his wife, muse, and life long love, Nora Barnacle. They are so dirty that few reputable publishers still to this day dare to print them. The contents contain graphic descriptions of their love life together, and reveal one of his biggest turn ons, which he wrote about quite (f)artfully.
My sweet little whorish Nora […]You had an arse full of farts that night, darling […] big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole. […] I think I would know Nora’s fart anywhere.
I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women. It is a rather girlish noise not the wet windy fart which I imagine fat wives have. It is sudden and dry and dirty what a bold girl would let off in fun in a school dormitory at night.
I hope Nora will let off no end of her farts in my face so that I may know their smell also.Goodnight, my little farting Nora, my dirty little fuckbird! There is one lovely word, darling, you have underlined to make me pull myself off better.
Write me more about that and yourself, sweetly, dirtier, dirtier.JIM
James and Nora went on their first date on June 16th, 1904, which is by no coincidence, the day that Ulysses is set. It was Nora who initiated the explicit erotic correspondence they exchanged when separated in 1909, fuelling his “fever-fit of animal desire”.
As you know, dearest, I never use obscene phrases in speaking. You have never heard me, have you, utter an unfit word before others. When men tell in my presence here filthy or lecherous stories I hardly smile. Yet you seem to turn me into a beast. It was you yourself, you naughty shameless girl who first led the way.
It was not I who first touched you long ago down at Ringsend.
It was you who slid your hand down inside my trousers and pulled my shirt softly aside and touched my prick with your long tickling fingers, and gradually took it all, fat and stiff as it was, into your hand and frigged me slowly until I came off through your fingers, all the time bending over me and gazing at me your quiet saint eyes.
It was your lips too which first uttered an obscene word. I remember well that night in bed in Pola. Tired of lying under a man one night you tore off your chemise violently and began to ride me up and down. Perhaps the horn I had was not big enough for you for I remember that you bent down to my face and murmured tenderly ‘F––– up, love! f––– up, love!’
Joyce’s highly colourful love letters were published by his biographer in 1975. In 2004, one letter referring to Nora as a “wide-eyed whore” sold for £240, 800 at Sotheby’s, the highest price ever paid for an autographed letter.
Despite being character for the author, they reveal how deeply he trusted her. In one of his letters he told her, “My darling Nora, I am panting with eagerness to get your replies to these filthy letters of mine. I write to you openly because I feel now that I can keep my word with you.”
What can we learn from Joyce’s peculiar love letters? Find yourself a partner who loves you just the way you are (farts and all).
You can read more of his full letters here.
Frida Kahlo’s Unrequited Love
Doyle, New York
Frida Kahlo’s lifelong partner was Diego Rivera, but she had many lovers including Josephine Baker and Leon Trotsky. They had an open relationship of sorts as Rivera had his own string of lovers too. There was one man in particular, however, that Frida really fell for, and it wasn’t Rivera.
Doyle New York José Bartoli
My Bartoli…I don’t know how to write love letters. But I wanted to tell you that my whole being opened for you. Since I fell in love with you everything is transformed and is full of beauty…love is an aroma, a current, rain. You know, my sky, you rain on me and I, the earth, receive you.
José Bartoli was a fellow artist from Catalan. He fled to New York to escape Spanish Civil War and met Frida. At the time, she was recovering from spinal surgery. They fell in love, but their time together was cut short when Frida had to return to Mexico. Their passionate affair was kept alive through their exchanges of letters and memorabilia that included pressed flowers and drawings.
I will love you from the landscape that you see, from the mountains, the oceans and the clouds, from the most subtle of smiles and sometimes from the most profound desperation, from your creative sleep, from your deep or fleeting pleasure, from your own shadow and your own blood. I will look through the window of your eyes to see you.
She would sign off as Marva (short for marvellous in spanish) and he would refer to himself as Sonja (so that it looked she was corresponding with a woman).
They would also smuggle their letters through friends and family so that Diego would not see them.
It’s ly the secrecy was a sign that this was no fleeting affair and that their relationship imposed a threat to her marriage with Diego.
I know you will take me with you some day … I am still your Mara, your girlfriend. Your love is the tree of my hope … I wait for you always.
Their letters reveal a longing to be with one another, and even having a child of their own.If I were not in the condition I am in now and if it were a reality, nothing in my life would give me more joy. Can you imagine a little Bartoli or a Mara? Laugh at me, I give you permission since I am crazier than a cobra.
I will be your house, your mother, your love, the soles of your feet that travel the streets of the earth, the heat of your blood, your consolation when you are afraid, your relief from pain and sorrows – the mother of your children that will be born or not born.
Frida Kahlo’s biographer believes that Frida would have left Diego Rivera for Bartoli if the circumstances had allowed it, and when she interviewed Bartoli she said that: “Bartoli never lost his love for Frida.
If you asked him about her, he would speak with great reverence, but also with restraint. All his life he treasured the little objects she gave him as tokens of her love and he kept all her letters.
” He kept all the articles of their exchanges for his whole life and they were found in his cupboard after he passed away.
Lost & Found WWII Love Letters between Soldiers
Oswestry Town Museum
It was on eBay, the internet’s treasure trove, where curator Mark Hignett, of the Oswestry Town Museum, unearthed remarkable love letters between two localgay soldiers during the Second World War.
February 12 1940, Park Grange
My own darling boy,
There is nothing more than I desire in life but to have you with me constantly…
…I can see or I imagine I can see, what your mother and father’s reaction would be… the rest of the world have no conception of what our love is – they do not know that it is love…
Over 600 love letters were exchanged between Gilbert Bradley and a mysterious “G” who at first, was assumed by Hignett to be a woman. “G” was actually a man called Gordon Bowsher who had met Gilbert Bradley on a family holiday.
Oswestry Town Museum
Gay rights activist Peter Roscoe said that finding such a collection of letters is rare because most homosexual couples of this era commonly destroyed any evidence of their relationships and sexual orientation. In one letter, “G” asked Mr Bradley to do just that:
… do one thing for me in deadly seriousness. I want all my letters destroyed. Please darling do this for me. Til then and forever I worship you…
Homosexual relationships were only legalised (for men over 21) in 1967 and being outed as a gay soldier during World War II could have even resulted in a death sentence.
Their letters reveal wishes to live together after the war, however, their exchanges ceased in 1945 and both went on to have relationships with other partners. While their union might not have lasted forever, their forbidden love has now been immortilised through their letters.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful if all our letters could be published in the future in a more enlightened time. Then all the world could see how in love we are.
Read the full story and more of their letters here.
Henry & Anaïs
American novelist Henry Miller and Franco-American diarist Anaïs Nin began an intense love affair when they met in Paris in 1932, leading to some of the most passionate letters ever written. They were both already married.
August 14, 1932
[…] I came away with pieces of you sticking to me; I am walking about, swimming, in an ocean of blood, your Andalusian blood, distilled and poisonous […] I can’t picture you moving about with him as you did with me. Legs closed. Frailty. Sweet, treacherous acquiescence. Bird docility. You became a woman with me. I was almost terrified by it. You are not just thirty years old—you are a thousand years old.
Here I am back and still smouldering with passion, wine smoking. Not a passion any longer for flesh, but a complete hunger for you, a devouring hunger. I read the paper about suicides and murders and I understand it all thoroughly. I feel murderous, suicidal.
I feel somehow that it is a disgrace to do nothing, to just bide one’s time, to take it philosophically, to be sensible.
Where has gone the time when men fought, killed, died for a glove, a glance, etc? (A victrola is playing that terrible aria from Madama Butterfly—”Some day he’ll come!”)
Miller’s years in Paris were a highly creative and sexually experimental time for him– no doubt influenced by Anaïs, who also began a sexual relationship with Henry’s wife June.
Anaïs Nin by Carl Van Vechten
I say this is a wild dream—but it is this dream I want to realize. Life and literature combined, love the dynamo, you with your chameleon’s soul giving me a thousand loves, being anchored always in no matter what storm, home wherever we are. In the mornings, continuing where we left off. Resurrection after resurrection.
You asserting yourself, getting the rich varied life you desire; and the more you assert yourself the more you want me, need me. Your voice getting hoarser, deeper, your eyes blacker, your blood thicker, your body fuller. A voluptuous servility and tyrannical necessity. More cruel now than before—consciously, wilfully cruel.
The insatiable delight of experience.
You can read the full letters here.
7 Steamy Love Letters From Famous Authors That Will Make You Rethink The Way You Sext
Even though we have so many apps, websites, and ways to communicate with each other, modern dating still leaves much to be desired. Letter writing is something many famous authors used as a way to express their love and passion.
Take a lesson from old fashioned romance and before sending another sext that starts with “send me a pic…” consider what one of the classic writers of the past might say.Flickr Beverley Goodwin
“I d your hand-walking act; that got me hotter than hell…. everything you do gets me hotter than hell….
throwing clay against the ceiling… you bitch, you red hot shrew, you lovely lovely woman….
you have put new poems and new hope and new joy and new tricks into an old dog, I love you, your pussy hairs I felt with my fingers, the inside of your pussy, wet, hot, I felt with my fingers; you, up against the refrigerator, you have such a wonderful refrigerator, your hair dangling down, wild, you there, the wild bird of you the wild thing of you, hot, lewd, miraculous…. twisting after your head, trying to grab your tongue with my mouth, with my tongue…. we were in Burbank and I was in love, ultramarine love, my good god damned godess, my goad, my bitch, my my my my beating breathing hair-lined cunt of Paradise, I love you… and your refrigerator, and as we grabbed and wrestled, that sculpted head watching us with his little lyrical cynical love-smile, burning…
I want you,
I want you,
I want YOU
YOU YOU YOU YOU YOU YOU!”
“I will cover you with love when next I see you, with caresses, with ecstasy. I want to gorge yu [sic] with all the joys of the flesh, so that you faint and die. I want you to be amazed by me, and to confess to yourself that you had never even dreamed of such transports… When you are old, I want you to recall those few hours, I want your dry bones to quiver with joy when you think of them.”
My sweet little whorish Nora I did as you told me, you dirty little girl, and pulled myself off twice when I read your letter. I am delighted to see that you do being fucked arseways. Yes, now I can remember that night when I fucked you for so long backwards. It was the dirtiest fucking I ever gave you, darling.
My prick was stuck in you for hours, fucking in and out under your upturned rump. I felt your fat sweaty buttocks under my belly and saw your flushed face and mad eyes.
At every fuck I gave you your shameless tongue came bursting out through your lips and if a gave you a bigger stronger fuck than usual, fat dirty farts came spluttering your backside.
You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole. It is wonderful to fuck a farting woman when every fuck drives one her. I think I would know Nora’s fart anywhere.
I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women. It is a rather girlish noise not the wet windy fart which I imagine fat wives have. It is sudden and dry and dirty what a bold girl would let off in fun in a school dormitory at night. I hope Nora will let off no end of her farts in my face so that I may know their smell also.
“You say when I go back you will suck me off and you want me to lick your cunt, you little depraved blackguard.
I hope you will surprise me some time when I am asleep dressed, steal over to me with a whore’s glow in your slumberous eyes, gently undo button after button in the fly of my trousers and gently take out your lover’s fat mickey, lap it up in your moist mouth and suck away at it till it gets fatter and stiffer and comes off in your mouth. Sometimes too I shall surprise you asleep, lift up your skirts and open your drawers gently, then lie down gently by you and begin to lick lazily round your bush. You will begin to stir uneasily then I will lick the lips of my darling’s cunt. You will begin to groan and grunt and sigh and fart with lust in your sleep. Then I will lick up faster and faster a ravenous dog until your cunt is a mass of slime and your body wriggling wildly.
Goodnight, my little farting Nora, my dirty little fuckbird! There is one lovely word, darling, you have underlined to make me pull myself off better. Write me more about that and yourself, sweetly, dirtier, dirtier.
“My Own Boy,
Your sonnet is quite lovely, and it is a marvel that those red-roseleaf lips of yours should be made no less for the madness of music and song than for the madness of kissing. Your slim gilt soul walks between passion and poetry.
I know Hyacinthus, whom Apollo loved so madly, was you in Greek days. Why are you alone in London, and when do you go to Salisbury? Do go there to cool your hands in the grey twilight of Gothic things, and come here whenever you . It is a lovely place and lacks only you; but go to Salisbury first.
Always, with undying love,
“There would have been the making of an accomplished flirt in me, because my lucidity shows me each move of the game – but that, in the same instant, a reaction of contempt makes me sweep all the counters off the board and cry out: – “Take them all – I don’t want to win – I want to lose everything to you!”
“Look here Vita – throw over your man, and we’ll go to Hampton Court and dine on the river together and walk in the garden in the moonlight and come home late and have a bottle of wine and get tipsy, and I’ll tell you all the things I have in my head, millions, myriads – They won’t stir by day, only by dark on the river. Think of that. Throw over your man, I say, and come.”
You fear, sometimes, I do not love you so much as you wish?
My dear Girl I love you ever and ever and without reserve.
The more I have known you the more have I lov’d. In every way – even my jealousies have been agonies of Love, in the hottest fit I ever had I would have died for you.
You are always new. The last of your kisses was ever the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest.
When you pass’d my window home yesterday, I was fill’d with as much admiration as if I had then seen you for the first time. Even if you did not love me I could not help an entire devotion to you: how much more deeply then must I feel for you knowing you love me.
My Mind has been the most discontented and restless one that ever was put into a body too small for it.
I never felt my Mind repose upon anything with complete and undistracted enjoyment – upon no person but you.
When you are in the room my thoughts never fly window: you always concentrate my whole senses.
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11 Sizzling Hot Love Notes for Him
It’s easy to concoct a sizzling little text message or risqué communiqué. Don’t wait for Valentine’s Day or a special anniversary – send it now and watch the sparks fly!
Here are 7 powerful tips for writing and delivering your sizzling hot love note, as well as 11 steamy love notes and sexy texts you can use right this instant…
1. Make it short but spicy
There’s no reason to slave over a lengthy love essay. If you do this well, you don’t need page after page – a short, sexy, and to-the-point love bomb will be just as powerful.
“The way you kiss me on the back of my neck makes me want to take all my clothes off…”
“When you walk past my heart races. You are the sexiest man I have ever known.”
2. Use sexy sounds
Put your groan of pleasure into your text message or love note. After all, sometimes he puts you beyond the reach of words and makes you speechless…
“Mmm. When I see your muscles move under your shirt I have to lick my lips. You give me dirty thoughts…Should I tell you about them?”
“Ahhh. There is nothing sweeter to me than the taste of your bare skin on my lips. When can I taste you again?”
3. Think outside the paper
A dirty, flirty text message or a good old-fashioned love note is hard to beat. But what if you wrote “You were amazing last night” on that ultra-hot pair of underwear (the ones that made his eyeballs pop), then folded them neatly into a tiny box and tucked it into his messenger bag?
Or you could wait until he’s in the shower and the mirror is all steamed up, then quickly write your sexy message there…
4. Describe your physical reaction
Create a picture in your lover’s mind about what happens to you when you think of him…
“I’m a little sore today, but I can’t wipe this silly, satisfied smile off my face…”
“I loved watching you step the shower last night. The sight of your bare, sexy skin has made me feel distracted all day at work today.”
5. Create a sexy invitation
Anticipation is the secret sauce of romance. Create a spicy little invitation for some hot and heavy action, and deliver on your promises.
“I’ve been quite naughty, and I’m wondering what you might do about it?”
“After we put the kids in bed, meet me on the back deck for a sexy moonlight surprise…”
“I have this very hot fantasy about you. Want me to tell you about it?”
6. Add an exotic or unusual touch…
Everyone’s heard of leaving your lipstick or perfume on the note. But what if you bit the paper, and left those sexy bite marks for him to see?
What if you wrote your hot love note in permanent marker on your body in a private spot only he will see… Something “Lucky you” or “Kisses desired: apply here.” You may cause his circuits to overload with a “Spank this” or “Bite here” and a helpful arrow…
The Sexiest Love Letters
This past weekend I was honored to attend a fundraising event for Antioch University, Santa Barbara, featuring a performance of the A. R. Gurney play, “Love Letters.
” It was originally a Broadway production in the 1980s, but the stars in the current show—Carol Burnett and Brian Dennehy—had also performed the play in 1993 in Telluride, Colorado.
This was truly an iconic performance by two powerful actors.
In addition to being a terrific idea for a fundraiser, this was a timely show for preparing the body, mind, and spirit for Valentine’s Day.
Andy and Melissa, the characters in “Love Letters,” had been childhood friends who’d maintained a lifelong correspondence through notes, cards, and letters, which were read back and forth between them onstage.
Even though the two had been romantically involved way back when, their lives had gone in different directions with various partners. Nevertheless, over the years, they served as one another’s confidants and, so to speak, “life anchors.”
Through the correspondence, sometimes just informative, other times intimate, the audience learned about the deep bond between these individuals. We only realized the depth of the relationship when at the end, Andy wrote a letter to Melissa’s mother after hearing of her passing. One sees how spiritually connected the two were, although we never found out if they had actually been intimate.
This play is a reminder of the importance of passionate and sexy communication with someone you’ve known for your entire life, or even for just a short period of time.
It’s also a reminder of the playfulness of letters, which can be initiated with present-day lovers.
E-mail correspondence has taken over our lives, but it might be fun to consider writing an old-fashioned love letter to your beloved.
Writing passionate or sexy letters is one of the many ways a couple can be romantic with one another. Sometimes it’s easier to jot down our feelings without being distracted by looking at the object of our affection.
Receiving a passionate love letter allows us to more easily enter into the drama and emotion that are part of an intimate relationship.
Every love letter is different and expresses feelings that are unique to the bond between lovers.
The idea of passionate love letters has been around for centuries, but as a literary form, it probably began during the Renaissance period as a way to keep the embers hot even when lovers were not in close proximity to one another. Women in Victorian times often wrote love letters as a way of intimately expressing themselves to their suitors.
the characters portrayed by Burnett and Dennehy, some lovers may not even have the opportunity to become intimate, and find that their relationship revolves around letter writing. This was also the case with writer and prophet Kahlil Gibran, who had a 27-year love-letter affair with a schoolteacher.
Here are some tips for writing a sexy, passionate love letter:
- Remember that the idea is to inform, amuse, explore feelings, and express love.
- Imagine that the person is seated across from you. Think about what you’d to say.
- While writing, place a photograph of your beloved on your desk.
- Be honest and sincere.
- Write from your heart.
- Make a list of what you love about the person and tell him or her what they are.
- Be playful.
- Use terms and scenarios special to just the two of you.
- End the letter with a tease, or a seductive thought or fantasy.
- Spray cologne or perfume on the envelope.
- Seal your envelope with a kiss.
a good book, the first lines of letters should be captivating and draw your beloved in. Here are some sexy openings to famous love letters:
- “I will cover you with love when I next see you, with caresses, with ecstasy.” (Gustave Flaubert to Louise Colet)
- “You have me completely in your power. I know and feel that if I am to write anything fine and noble in the future I shall do so only by listening to the doors of your heart.” (James Joyce to his wife)
- “Even when I am in bed my thoughts rush to you, my eternally beloved, now and then joyfully, then again sadly, waiting to know whether Fate will hear our prayer—To face life I must live altogether with you or never see you.” (Beethoven to the Immortal Beloved)
- “You have been wonderful, my Juliette, all through these dark and violet days. If I needed love, you brought it to me, bless you!” (Victor Hugo to Juliette Drouet)
- “Please, please don’t be so depressed—we’ll be married soon, and then these lonesome nights will be over forever—and until we are, I am loving, loving every tiny minute of the day and night.” (Zelda to F. Scott Fitzgerald)
Now, pick up your pen and paper and write a sexy love letter. You have a few weeks to perfect it before Valentine’s Day!
The Art of Writing a (Hot) Love Letter
Oct 16, 2019 · 6 min readPhoto by Edward Eyer from Pexels
They say the art of letter writing is dead. Thankfully, love letters will never go style.
Don’t believe me? Did you text your partner recently with a quick “I love you,” or “You’re so hot”? See? Still in style.
I’d to challenge you to an experiment. Let’s find out what happens to your love/sex life from the simple act of deepening your love letter practice.
Are you in?
If you’re already objecting — you’re not that romantic, you say, or you’re not very good with your words — just hear me out. I’ll tell you exactly what to do.
Here we go.
How do you want the recipient to feel?
Do you want your partner to feel loved? Maybe she had a hard day and you want her to feel supported? Maybe he is struggling with health problems and you want him to feel strong and sexy? Maybe you just want to get laid tonight?
There’s no wrong answer to this question, but knowing your intention will set the tone for your correspondence.
Expressions of love will require a romantic tone. Seduction asks for a little sass and steaminess. Support will need a gentle warmth.
Show, don’t tell
Every good writer knows this one. Before you start to make colorless statements that might fall flat, close your eyes for a moment and think about how you would describe that statement.
“I want you to feel supported” becomes “I want to make you dinner tonight. I want to massage your feet and kiss your face. I want to take your burdens off your shoulders.”
“I’m so hot for you” becomes “My report is due at 3 and I’ve only written 2 paragraphs because I can’t stop thinking about you. I keep imagining last night, when you stepped the shower and your skin was so hot and wet. How I couldn’t help but touch you, how we ended up back in the shower, kissing under the spray of water…”
John Keats wrote an old-fashioned version of this in his love letter to fiancee Fanny Brawne:
This moment I have set myself to copy some verses out fair. I cannot proceed with any degree of content. I must write you a line or two and see if that will assist in dismissing you from my mind for ever so short a time. Upon my soul I can think of nothing else.
Translation: I want you. Bad.
These details — what you are doing, what you are thinking about — make your words come alive and give them far more impact than just making a statement.
Though, let’s face it, a simple “I love you” is always perfect.
Be literal and specific
Don’t get lost in the idea that a love letter has to employ flowery, metaphorical, or poetic language. Sometimes, the simplest, most ordinary words can make a striking impression.
Consider this simple but incredibly sexy note written by Georgia O’Keeffe to Arthur Stieglitz:
Dearest — my body is simply crazy with wanting you — If you don’t come tomorrow — I don’t see how I can wait for you — I wonder if your body wants mine the way mine wants yours — the kisses — the hotness — the wetness — all melting together — the being held so tight that it hurts — the strangle and the struggle.
No flowery language necessary.
Try something , “I love the way your hair curls over your shoulder,” or “I feel so safe when you put your big, strong hand on my arm.”
Or if you want to get a little dirty, “I could come just thinking about how tight you are,” or “I remembered what we did last night when I was at the board meeting this morning. I got so wet. I was embarrassed to make eye contact with anyone, as if they might notice how turned on I was.”
If you feel something is too simplistic, just repeat it.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
You make me so wet. So wet. So wet.
There’s something sexy and insistent in the simple repetition of a word or phrase.
If you’re daring, try a metaphor
I know I just said keep it simple, but if you want to stretch yourself (or if you’re already good at creative writing), try throwing a metaphor into the mix. Used well, they can add such beauty to a sentiment. Or make a sexy letter downright scandalous.
Here’s something Frida Kahlo wrote to husband Diego Rivera that’ll make you blush: “All my joy is to feel life spring from your flower-fountain that mine keeps to fill all the paths of my nerves which are yours.” I’ll leave that one to your imagination.
I especially adore this poetic sentiment from Zelda Fitzgerald to her husband, F. Scott:
…I love you most and you ‘phoned me just because you phoned me tonight– I walked on those telephone wires for two hours after holding your love a parasol to balance me.
I have to admit, that one melts me a bit.
To what can you compare your love? Your lover’s body? Or parts of his/her/their body?
Love, a parasol to balance and protect. The body of a lover, a comforting sanctuary? Your bed, the witness to your most vulnerable pleasures? Her hands, a balm to your soul?
You can simply state the metaphor: “Your body is my sanctuary.” Or put the metaphor into action: “I am counting down the hours until I can come home to you and take comfort in your body, the place where I feel safest in this world.”
This is so important —for men, especially, who might feel they have to adopt an entirely new, romantic persona in order for a love letter to be welcomed by their partner. I mean, yes, strive to open up, be vulnerable, share your feelings honestly. But no one should feel that they have to fundamentally change the way they communicate for the sake of a love letter.
If you aren’t typically a romantic, poetic person, sending your partner a love letter filled with flowery language isn’t going to feel authentic to you or said partner.
My last partner was not at all romantic, but he loved sending me texts telling me he couldn’t stop thinking about me, or that he thought I looked beautiful in the outfit I had chosen that day. It was simple and I loved it.
Use your own voice. Be true to your personality and style. It will make your letter all the more authentic.
How will you send it?
As I said at the beginning, a text is a totally appropriate way to send a love letter in this day and age. I’m a big fan of taking advantage of whatever communication options we have at hand and I don’t think we should hold on to unrealistic expectations about how things should be done.
That said, a hand-written love letter is incredibly sexy. I believe the effort we put into the act is tangible — the paper and ink become imbued with our energy.
The shape of our handwriting adds another layer of connection to the act, so familiar as it is to our partner.
looking into the eyes of a lover we know so well when talking, kissing, or making love, seeing their handwriting as we read their words can make the experience so much deeper.
It doesn’t have to be fancy, either. You don’t need cardstock paper and a fountain pen, for heaven’s sake. Jot your thoughts down on a Post-It and leave it somewhere for her to find. Rip a page from a spiral-bound notebook, fold it up, and tuck it into his jacket pocket.
Don’t fuss over it — just write!
And if you don’t want to wait or don’t have the time to scribble something down, then by all means, send your love letter as a text message.
Now go forth and write. It’ll spice up your love life. I promise.
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