[Frankly, it's not too difficult for him-- all he needs to do is change a few words most of the time.]

Murmurings so sweet, an imagination borne from a desire to see thy face whilst we are apart. [And a bit racy, honestly.] No small amount of encouragement for when the work laid out for me eludes my understanding, but enough that I needn't come crawling to thy door every time I would feel the weight of tension, in need of ministration.

[There's a double entendre there... or two.]