With your note, I felt spent,
To say good-bye and how much you meant.
My love for you it still grows,
I felt so lost from head to toes.
With your guidance I did learn,
How to write and then discern.
I loved your stories filled with wit,
and that's the truth.. "no shit".
You made me laugh when feeling blue,
and always commented as if on cue.
That warmness and kindess I do embrace,
You always had time whether at my or your place.
No distance of place or lapse of time,
Could ever make you less than mine.
With your presence I felt elate,
You warmed my heart and I felt great.
I squirmed and tossed in the chair I sat,
when we would fuck in our private chat.
For you it was five and for me noon.
You assured me that I didn't cum too soon.
You said that you took my cum in your pussy,
And this made my head feel kind of woozy.
Your tits were so immensely large,
That I knew you carried them on a barge.
And though you live across the "pond",
With you my dear, I became very fond.
As I say good-bye with a little tear
Know in your heart, you're always dear.
So as I come to say the last,
Know that in my arms I still hold you fast.
You are so cute, quite a lassy,
Take care my love Jac..a.k.a. Brassy!