RIP
Here is a glimpse of how Burton expressed his insatiable thirst for Elizabeth in one of his earlier letters.
‘I lust after your smell … and your round belly and the exquisite softness of the inside of your thighs and your baby-bottom and your giving lips & the half-hostile look in your eyes when you’re deep in rut with your little Welsh stallion,’ he wrote.
And later: ‘My blind eyes are desperately waiting for the sight of you. You don’t realise of course, E.B., how fascinatingly beautiful you have always been, and how strangely you have acquired an added and special and dangerous loveliness.
‘Your breasts jutting out from that half-asleep languid lingering body, the remote eyes, the parted lips.’ Here is a glimpse, too, of his remorse after his alcoholism and reckless infidelity destroyed her trust.
‘I know I’m a terrible liar sometimes, but please believe that I have never betrayed either in word or deed the physical you or the mental you. I simply love you too much. I flatter and am flattered and both too easily. It’s only a question of booze. I behaved like an idiot … I deserve all the injury that you can inflict, and I will take it as long as you stay with me — Husbs (I hope).’
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