Iris

-Beloved

Iris was the sweet goddess of the rainbow, and of reconciliation. She ever
brought harmony to the contending gods--and this flower was a token
of Her power and grace--you wondrous wild woman, you! May she bless our
union of spirit and dream through all of the seasons of our hearts. And may
I remember you in Her, and all the blessings you have brought into my circle
of living light whensoever I stumble and start acting the part of Balaam
 instead of emulating his ass--for his ass was ever the better man, even
as the man was the worst example of being a royal pain in the ass.

Sweet love, forgive me. You who mean so much to me. I love you no
 less, though at times being the worse for wear and frayed in the temper
 through sundry sea-changes.

Wishing you a magical beginning to this new turning of the solar wheel.
With hugs and long , slow kisses to see us through, my sweet lady Baroness.

your Olie