Love Letter #01
Everytime I look into your eyes, I fall in love again. I know that I've only known you for less than a tenth of my life, but I feel like I've known you since the dawn of time.
I'm never tire of looking at your pictures, reading your letters that you've written to me. All of these things keep me so happy and feeling so blessed that I have truly found the one person that I want to spend eternity with. You are the only person on earth that has ever been able to calm me down when I get worked up. Talking to you makes my day great.
I could have a crappy day at work, but at night when I get to talk and think of you, you lift my gloomy spirits. You never makes me feel like I can have a bad day, and that is so uplifting to me.

Like I say so many times, you're my Angel, sent from Heaven above to be my one and only. Your touch can excite me. When we are together, I wonder if you're really there, or did I just had a sweet dream.
Having this chance of dedication, I wish you'd find your truth happiness one day.
Your name will always be kept in my dairy. Wherever I am in life, no matter what happen, it'll never change.

Love Letter #02
My love, we must not lose hope, for if hope is lost,
then I fear we too will be lost forever.
If your father the Duke has forbidden you to see me publicly,
then let us meet under starlight
at the windmill upon the mountain.
There, late at night, the wood owls make their gothic music.
We shall talk together, embrace one another,
and at least have two hours each night
before the early dawn light.
And I still hope if we wait for a few months longer,
his mind might be persuaded to receive a poor man like me
into your genteel family.
How can we let our love be sacrificed
to the will of such an unkind man?
I know I cannot, and I hope that you cannot,
for if you leave me, I shall never recover.

Love Letter #03
My dearest, what moments of complete happiness I experienced with you, never have I had such feelings as I had this morning with you, it was like being in a total different world, a world of beauty, which I could only have with you. I am amazed at what your beauty can do to me, stir passions within me which no one else would ever be able to do... just seeing you walk towards me on Friday night made my blood tingle and my skin tighten as though I had just seen a miracle from God, which in fact to me it was.

Corrado Ruffoni to Pamela Moore, his future wife

Love Letter #04
My love, I have seen of late the tiredness that is in your eyes,
so please listen to what I propose.
This weekend, let's get away from this city of concrete and smog,
and drive to a little place I know in the countryside.
My brother there owns a cottage,
and has given me the keys for as long as I like.
We can spend Saturday afternoon
walking together in the fields of tall timothy grass,
and have a picnic by the stream.
I know that your heart will be refreshed,
and I think it will restore both your sanity and mine
to be outside for a time in the fresh and unpolluted air.

Love Letter #05
My darling, I have enclosed in this parcel
a number of poems I wrote recently
that express the depth of my love for you.
I hope they will reveal the joy I have felt
in being united with you these past twelve months.
Whenever you feel lonely in my absence,
please think upon these poems,
that I hope will produce in your heart those emotions
that overwhelmed us both on the night I departed.
It shouldn’t be long before I can return,
perhaps only three more weeks, but until I do,
I hope that my words will be of some small comfort
until we are once again in each other's arms.

Love Letter #06
I have gone out now, but I want you to know where I went.
I walked into the Strawberry Hills Starbucks,
and dialed your number, but you weren't there.
We could have listened to Jazz music, drank African coffee,
and heard each other’s troubles,
but our moment of romance never happened.
Why? Because you went shopping at a mall.
My darling, I don't know if I believe in such a thing as bad luck,
but missed opportunities are all we seem to be having lately.

Love Letter #07
I saw you on Saturday afternoon, but did you see me,
and if you did, would you even admit to it?
How much longer must we both deny our feelings?
I cannot anymore, and I know in my heart I still love you.
I believe that you feel the same for me also,
but until you tell me, what can I do?
Are all my efforts to reach you in vain?
Should I stop writing to you altogether?
Please write to me or this will be the last time that I try.

Love Letter #08
My dear, please listen to what I must say,
for I know neither of us has heard each other of late,
even though we both have spoken many words.
Daily I pray that romantic manifestations of love
would pour down in this castle of pain,
that we would say kind and tender things,
and become drunk in the wine of each other's eyes
just as it was when our relationship began.
I pray that our love might rise
to the height it has now fallen from.
Let us not find fault with each other,
or try to determine who was the more wrong.
All I want is for us to be reconciled.

Love Letter #09

You were out, and I could not find you.
I was wondering if you would like to go
to the countryside where I lived in my youth.
I received a call from the farmer down the road from Momma’s house.
He's been raking and bailing hay all day.
He needs a few strong hands to stack the wagon and pack bails in the barn.
And I don’t think he’d mind when all the work is done,
if we stay in the upper loft till midnight,
just below the rafters, with an old lantern, a blanket,
and two feather pillows.

Love Letter #10
I have been looking upon you lately,
and often when you have not known it.
I have discovered again the intimate touch of your hands,
the light of your dazzling eyes,
the sparkle of your waist-length hair,
the elegance and grace of your steps,
the beauty of your dark complexion,
the softness of your silken skin,
and it has become like the first time I met you
when I was only nineteen.

Love Letter #11
I have been looking upon you lately,
and often when you have not known it.
I have discovered again the intimate touch of your hands,
the light of your dazzling eyes,
the sparkle of your waist-length hair,
the elegance and grace of your steps,
the beauty of your dark complexion,
the softness of your silken skin,
and it has become like the first time I met you
when I was only nineteen.

Love Letter #12
Last night I dreamed I knew you as deeply as I do now,
but you did not know me with the same intimacy.
I was almost a total stranger to you.
Although you didn’t know me as you do in reality,
I thought nothing of it, and proposed marriage to you,
but to my shock and surprise you kindly declined--
said you needed more time to decide just who I am.
Despite this delay,
I determined to keep showing you the sincerity of my love,
and resolved to keep courting you
in the hope that you would be my bride.
At that very moment I jolted awake in my bed,
and as I looked at you sleeping beside me,
in my heart there was a great pain and agony
from not knowing if you would have loved me
if we had met under entirely different circumstances.