If you could only see into my heart . . .
If you could only see into my soul . . .
If you had but a glimpse of my thoughts of you
Of my deep and abiding affection . . .
If you could only know how much I admired you
How much I respect & cherish you . . .
If you could only know how grateful I am
To have you -- with me -- always
If you could only know how much you are a part of me
How much of the very fabric of you is woven into
My life and how you affect me and move me
If you only knew how I take joy in your joyous moments
How sad I am when you are saddened
How the moments of my life are intertwined with yours
Like two train rails running parallel into infinity
If you could just feel my soul as I write this
If you could feel how humbled I feel
That I should be so fortunate a man
To have a woman of your grace love me
That you could overlook my many grievous faults
And even though you deserve a prince
You would find and cherish an uncut diamond
In a canyon of worthless stone
If you knew just how high I hold you
If you knew how much you outweigh, in my eyes,
The pantheon of all the saints
As if God himself is forced to reverent awe
Only to proclaim, "Of all my creation . . .
In this One I am so proud."
If you could know and feel all these things ---
All of them . . .
Then you would imbibe but a spoonful
From the ocean of my love for you
And know -- without question
That I am eternally yours . . .
On the day before I return to prison,
With all my Love,
Your husband,