Red Rose Petals

Dear Diary: I knew, she would be tired from a long and grueling days work and not only looking forward to getting home, but to the weekend, kicking back and relaxing; yet today has been that one of those special days in the year.
I knew he had been having a very rough week, so I wanted to treat him to a surprise. I got home early, so I could start getting everything ready, for I wanted tonight, to be special evening.
In the past couple of days, I have planning things, in hopes all would go according to plan. I wanted this night to be unlike any other, but when I entered the house, that all changed.
I closed the front door, to find our place lighted by candlelight, with some soft music. I turned around as she walked in, meeting my eyes, with those gorgeous eyes of hers from across the room, then with that smile of hers that always melts my heart, she made her way towards me, an with a kiss lead me to the table to enjoy a dinner.
When we finished I took her hand as she told me to follow her, leading me down the hallway, to a door marked by a single red rose.
I opened the door standing in the doorway to find more candles, but this time, surrounding the bathtub, which in itself was covered with a layer of red rose petals.
She romantically and sensually helped me out of my clothes. We kissed passionately holding each other close, as we then slipped into the water. She washed my back, kissing my shoulder and neck too, as I leaned back against her breasts, as our skin glimmered in the shadows of the flickering lights.
Nothing that I had planned could have ever compare to what she did. I shared this moment with her, that will remain forever in a memory.
She once again captured my soul and my mind and found her way deeper still in my heart. For ever since the time we met, I knew she and I were destined.
Even now, years later, to this day, every time I see her, I once again fall hopelessly in love. In these moments of magic and in times like these, I know without a doubt just how much she loves me. I do not think that I can thank her enough. For not only being my wife, but my lover and always my best friend.
In times like this too, we grow closer, not only in each passing day, or hour, or second, but a lifetimes of memories we will share. I always keep a piece of her in my heart, for each night and each day I pray, that from me she receives her hearts desires. Every moment is filled with only thoughts of her.
When I am in her arms, an she whispers words of love, I know I am the one that brings a smile to her face. She is there too in being the one to comfort my fears, in the hardest of times. I surrender all to her, being the greatest treasure in the world I have ever found.
With the rose she told me holding it out to me to take that there is no beauty on this earth that could ever compare than to the one that she sees in me. She tells me just how much I mean everything in the world to her. she says that it would take the rest of her life to show me, an tell me and that is exactly how she wants to spend it. She wants to tell me every moment of our lives, just how much I am her world.
Now, as I turn off the lights she holds me and with me in my arms, I know that I am safe. When I fall asleep, and wake up, I only want to see her face the last thing I see when I close my eyes, an the first thing I see when I wake up. For as I drift off, she tells me that its just another day as I have become more beautiful then ever.
She is so very angelic.
When tomorrow comes, it brings with it, as I awaken to rub my eyes, I see a rose dangling above me. I turn to see the woman I love laying beside me, still holding me tight, giving me that heart racing smile, as we softly kiss, while I once more I remember the night of, a bed of roses.