I adapted the original quotation slightly to fit how I see my wife, my Queen, my love.
See yourself through his eyes.
He thinks you’re the most beautiful and sexiest creature in the world.
Believe him and stop being so hard on yourself.
You are his Queen.
It’s so true. My wife may not be the most beautiful to other people, but I really don’t give a shit about them. She is my wife, the woman I saw fit to marry, the most beautiful woman for me.
Nobody can take that internal feeling for her from me.
My wife has been there for me through thick and thin, fought for me when I’d given up, loved me when I’d fucked up. In return, my love for her is unconditional. She deserves the best I can give, and I often fail to meet that standard – but I won’t stop trying.
Now she has me locked, our passions for each other have grown more – I desire her as my wife, my Queen, my keyholder and in doing so, she returns with passion for me. Not only in the sexual arena, but in the personal one too . She wants to see me grow into a husband fitting for her, and I want to be that husband too. I submit to her authority in this area, knowing that I have grown, changed, become a better man and husband to her. In that submission she has grown in confidence, desire, and being able to express her needs that should be met. Because of the submissive nature I’ve adopted, I’m more than willing to meet those needs.
She is truly the most beautiful and sexiest creature on earth to me. She really is the Queen of my eyes, my heart and my mind and soul.