To Falling in Love....Again

Dear Lonely Summer Nights,
A time of peaceful solitude
A sky so deep so stormy i get lost in it's never-ending
So small in comparison You give me time to think about all those loves of summers past
Each one being so very different
So here's to another summer of falling in love
From your old flame
Gabrielle Rose

Far Away Love

To my latest love,
I miss you already
Come back to me soon
Forever or for now
I'm not sure yet
I just know
I'm in love
Love, Me

Letter #4

While the summer is officially over. I'm still a lover and a dreamer and always a writer....
To autumn, may you always change,
Your beauty astounds me in the spring you blossom with vibrant green, then the fall comes my favorite season and with it you change in to deep reds yellows and browns into colors of passion. As you change I change my freedom of summer has faded and a seriousness sets in full of books and pencils and sweaters. I love you and i hate you for it just the same. But this changing season is unlike one i've ever had before. This time my love is changing.
From a lover
in love
Gabrielle Rose

Love Letter #3

Dear Montana,
They say you can take the girl out of the city, but you can't take the city out of the girl. While I believe this I know that deep down there's a small town country girl inside me. I know this because when were together i almost forget my cities. I never thought a place I've been to so many times could keep surprising me. I love when we're together in the national park a place where everything is a peace. There's a stillness, a clarity I wish I could take back with me to my own mountains. I love your small towns where the biggest excitement is driving down main street with one stop light. Our love has survived many summers. A love that is unchanging with the seasons. A comfortable love that will always be there when i need an escape to solitude. A love that still gives me butterflies that comforts me when i'm missing you. I know that you will be there to provide a place of distracton and familarity. So when this summer ends i know we'll part as friends...
Love, Gabrielle

Love Letter #2

Dear Airplanes,
Our love has been turbulent. It's what some would call a "love/hate relationship" I love you when the sky is cloudless and the flight is smooth. I love you when you take me places exciting places I've never seen before and you always let me have the window seat. Even when our destination is a familiar one I love you just the same. I've tried others trains and automobiles, but I always find myself longing for the comfort of you cramped leather seat and over-salted peanuts. Some people fear you some people can't afford you but I don't find your daring discomforting it I welcome it! So my dearest airplane there can never be a transportation vehicle quite like you. You'll always have a fastened seatbelt over my heart.

Thank you for traveling with me
Love Gabrielle

Love Letter #1

Dear Summer,
As you began a freshness dawned upon and i quickly fell in love with it. You made me feel as though my life could be exactly what i wanted. Even when others said we shouldn't be together; that you were to much freedom for me, I stuck by my instincts. With every twilight I am learning more and more about who I want to be and just how much I truly needed you. Summer your sun warms me, my soul to do things, think things I just cant with the other seasons. Your rain washes away all my doubts and fears and refreshes my mind to start again. You nights fill my heart with an insatiable excitement. Your moon is like any other when the sky is clear and looking at it i realize just how big this world really is, but what i find so comforting in your moon is knowing that all my other loves are looking at the same one. Summer you will always have my heart even when the colors begin to change and a hoary frost creeps in even when the snow blankets the ground, but then when the rain comes in and the sun appears i know we will be together again. Together again for more adventures and contemplations, loves and heart breaks, and most of all the wild freedom that without fail always makes my spirit soar.
With Love,
Gabrielle