#WritcoPoemChallenge

Dear Love,

My dearest love; the highest form of love ever to be achieved.
I want to receive you.
I want to give you existence but not yet a name.
For now, you fully justify the appellation "My Dearest Love".
I want to apprise you of my life; my chasmic journeys and my whimsical adventures.
You haven't the slightest clue of the oodles of emotion that echo through my depths when I think of you.
The reverberating endearment between us draw us closer and closer from the back of the beyond into this dimension.
My heart bursts of burgeoning love for you.
Bone of my bone.
Flesh of my flesh.
Oh! What joy it will be to carry you, for you to witness and be interwoven with my thoughts and my being for 9 months.
Who are you? Who...