Dear Lover

I recently wrote this imaginary letter which could be the start to a romantic novel or short story and it does point at what I'd like to experience:

Dear Lover,
I write this to you with a desire to see and feel light upon light, to feel your petals open one by one, to hear your delightful laughter, become louder and louder and cuter and more cute, like bells inside bells ringing, the waves rippling out becoming wider and wider, the Light becoming more and more radiant; to be in the presence of these waves would be such a sweet, wonderful, delightful, ravishing, delicious thing, feeling, experience.

Dear Lover,
Will you let me be there? Will you shine your light? Will you open up for me, for us? Will you?

Dear Lover, will your heart open its gates, its drawbridge, allowing my own waters to flow through you and flood you and drown you, so that only the Real You remains, and you are gone, and yet You are safe, as the Real You is always, always safe, eternal indestructible? Will you trust me with this task? Will you let me be there? Will you let me be the One who does this for you? Of course, you can do this entirely by yourself too. Yet it helps to have 'another' with you as you begin this journey, as we cause this flooding and joining and merging to happen - that being the only reason why we are here, is it not?

Dear Lover,
Does this scare you? This losing of what you think to be you? This gaining of Who You Really Are? Does the unreal you fight back with tooth and claw? Will you tell me to go away just as we are about to merge, just as there are no more flowers, no more waters, no more bells, no more metaphors, not even you AND me, just You AS me, and me AS You, and even that is gone, and there is only Truth, only the Experience, only Love Itself.

Dear Lover,
Do you have the courage to let go of your notions of Love and experience Love Itself? Will you be there for me? for us? And what happens when there is Only Love? Will there still be conflict? Or will it be just Eternal Bliss? And when there is only Bliss, is there a reason any more to live, to live in this world, this world of mere shadows and illusions, so not real? Do you ask yourself these questions? Are you afraid of these answers? I wonder myself - am I so afraid? Is this what I am so afraid of? This Total Union, this merging, this disappearance of me, or what I think to be me, so that there is only that Fragrance without the Flower, that Light without a Source, the directionless, all-pervading Love, the Real Me Inside, the Awareness that is Aware?

Re: Dear Lover

Kundan, this is most inspiring. I really appreciate this part:

And when there is only Bliss, is there a reason any more to live, to live in this world, this world of mere shadows and illusions, so not real? Do you ask yourself these questions? Are you afraid of these answers? I wonder myself - am I so afraid? Is this what I am so afraid of? This Total Union, this merging, this disappearance of me, or what I think to be me, so that there is only that Fragrance without the Flower, that Light without a Source, the directionless, all-pervading Love, the Real Me Inside, the Awareness that is Aware?