For Ida

A Love Letter
For Ida
Ricardo Saúl LaRosa

Ricardo Saú
Saúl LaRosa
Long Island, New York

8 February 2009

Dearest Love,

As Valentine’s Day quickly approaches, again, all my thoughts, all my

heart, all my mind and spirit is concentrating on you; in our days
shared and the happiness you have brought into my life. I thought I
was strong; that my heart was made anew and ready for another angel
of heaven to conquer my heart, but, as I am writing this letter my
emotions overwhelms me and crushes my strengths to nil. And yes I
did begin to cry thinking of our you; your smiles; your voice; your
sweetness and how so much you once loved me.

It is now seventeen past midnight on this cold winter’s night in my

hometown of Uniondale, Long Island and I miss very much; still. I am
still hurting in the most profound depths of my soul because when I
remember you a great sorrow of lost, of loneliness overpowers me and
I am left helpless to those memories that invade my mind as a
conquering army upon a weak nation.

Dearest angel, I have no idea where you are nor how far are you from
my arms. I hope that you and your little darling; your little piece of
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heaven here on Earth are well and doing great. I hope with all my
heart and prayers that you are happy even if it means being without
me and in the arms of another. I mean this truly because enviousness
and malice have never been in my nature; I am truly blessed that the
Great Spirit of the universe made me a happy and loving poet with
nothing but love and poems to give to the whole world!

Dearest sweetness, all I have of you is the love you once gave me and
you gave me your love freely. I was so nervous and scared to ask you
out on our first date; which you declined; but on my second try asking
you out you kindly accepted; you accepted a date from this struggling
poet and dreamer. It was a simply lunch in Queens and how silly of
me to think that you would want to read my poems and you did; you
said you loved them very much; somehow I truly believed you. You
were very sincere in your talk and expressions for your eyes radiated
with a pureness I have rarely ever seen.

I remember that your time was very limited and then it was time to take
you home. Before you left I held your hand in mine and I asked your
permission to kiss your hand; you smiled that wonderful sweet smile
and said, “Si”. I kissed your hands and then I gently rubbed your
hand upon my hand face and lips. We just sat there motionless for a
few seconds and you said, “I don’t want to leave but I have too.”

It is so ironic that you have read many of my poems and songs but of
ones dedicated and written especially for you; you have read only
one. That poem was entitled, “Deseo,” which means in Spanish, “I
Desire”. Which I had the great honor and joy to actually read it to

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Saúl LaRosa
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you personally. You said that it was beautiful and that no one had
ever written you a poem; that this was the first poem anyone had ever
written you and that you would always treasure this.

Dearest Inspiration, you would never known expect for this letter
which I am sending to you telepathically with all my love and best
wishes for you, my darling. You will never know that I have written
about 120 poems for and about you; these last few years that we
have been apart my love for you lingered still strong and I wrote about
you and the love we shared.

This was my only peace of mind; my only refuge; and my only

consolation. But my true consolation is knowing that you did once
truly loved me! I was your life and your inspiration that drove you
nearly mad and that landed you in the hospital for one week. You also
as I have did not want to live without you; but our higher order of faith
in the Great Spirit rekindled our desires to go on leaving even
though apart.

Last May 2008, one of my life’s dreams and ambitions finally came
true: the publication of my first poetry book, BEYOND LOVE,
a collection of 30 poems many of them written about and for you, my
love. There is a dedication page and the name which appears on this
page is yours; your name my loving lost goddess!

As I break down and cry a second time during the writing of this what
may perhaps be the last letter I will ever write to you; not because I do
not wish to write you again, but, because writing these letters brings
back too many powerful memories that haunt and torment me without
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end and I can not endure them for much longer; lest an evilness ends
my suffering and I become cold and indifferent to the world never to
love again. This I do not wish. I will pause.

My dearest lost love, do you ever think of me? Do you ever wonder
how I am doing? Do you ever speculate how our lives would have
been if we had decided to rebel against the world’s paradigms and
followed our hearts come whatever adversities attacked us; I would
have gladly given my life for you and our love without any regrets
whatsoever. I loved you. I loved you. I loved you so much!

As I recall it was your decision for us to stop seeing each other; as

your situation limited your freedom; and this I have always respected
and I have never nor will I ever fault you for it. On the contrary, you
were not free to love me and, yet, you choose to love me; you loved me
unconditionally and with every ounce of power in you. For this and
much, much more I shall always adore you, my sweetness.

My dearest illusion, as Valentine’s Day approaches; this most of

sacred days in the pages of my life; because it on a February 14th on
Valentine’s Day itself that Destiny united our paths and we met on
this very special day. I want to be very honest with you in this letter
and tell you what has been since we last were together. Yes, I have
dated and I have danced my heart out with many pretty girls, but,
none, not one single one, has made my heart skip a beat as you did
once. I have tried so hard to loss your memories; my mind is very
strong, but, my heart is weak and it still clings on to you; why? I do
not know? Does my heart know something that my mind does not?

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Saúl LaRosa
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Or is this just wishful thinking from the mind of a mad poet in love with
you, still? I do not know!

My dearest Blue Valentine, I send you all my love and blessings on

this Valentine’s Day 2009 (third and last time I broke down and
cried). I am on blended knees and I ask; I pray; I beg the Great
Spirit of the Universe to always keep you warm and safe;
peacefully and joyous; to always protect you from all adversaries
known and unknown; may health and tranquility dwell in your body;
may happiness and hope greet you every waking day of your life; may
you never be without a home, sweet home, a place to call your own;
where no harm may ever touch you and your little girl; may the world
know that you live and for this the world is truly a better place;
because your humanity and kindness knows no boundaries.

My dearest Blue Valentine, there are no words in the English

language or any other language known to mankind that can truly
describe what you have meant to me; what you have meant to this poet
who thought that love had passed him over and that I was condemned
to be unloved for the reminder of my years; not knowing that
Providence had other plans for me. That Providence in her infinite
wisdom planed for our reunion on Valentine’s Day; not by luck, not by
coincidence, not by chance nor happenstance, but, by the very divine
will of the Great Spirit of the Universe that has been and will always
be our eternal guide, indeed, our guardian angel.

My dearest Blue Valentine, although you are far away from me

physically; time and space has been our greatest tormentor; you are
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with me closely and passionately in mind, spirit, and heart-filled love. I
feel your presence with me; in me; somehow I have reached you to
night in this letter, telepathically; a letter yet not even finished, at
this point; yet I am now at peace; a very calm peace because your
heart felt my cries; your soul heard my pain; my hurt unbearable
because a great love for you still burns deep in me. You heard me in
your own way; this, also, shall be my consolation for many years to
come; knowing that you have already received this letter; my thoughts;
my concerns and always my love.

My dearest Blue Valentine, I now understand a little bit how Romeo

felt when he told Juliet, as she stood on a balcony with her arms
stretched out reaching for his hand and he uttered these immortal
words,
“ Good Night, Good Night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I
shall say good night till it be morrow. “ and until we shall meet again;
in my dreams; in your dreams; in our dreams come true! Good
Night sweet angel of my life; Good Night my immortal and eternal
Blue Valentine; my Red Rose and Thorns in my heart; my Blessing
and my Cruse; part of my Cross that I shall bear in this lifetime.

My dearest Blue Valentine, Words and Words, nothing but Words

are all I have to express to you what I feel for you; but only one true
blue Word will ever suffice and that one lonely, sacred Word is
LOVE!

My dearest Blue Valentine, Happy Valentine’s Day on this the

anniversary of the day we first met. I send you all my LOVE and

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Saúl LaRosa
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BEST WISHES to you; tonight and forevermore.

Yours Always,

e|v~ç
Ricardo Saúl LaRosa

© 2009 Ricardo Saú

Saúl LaRosa