A series of daily notes- from one soul to an other. We are stuff that dreams are made of. We come and go through many life times searching for the reason for existence, which is simply one word- "LOVE".
Saturday, 3 March 2012
Miss you
- My beloved Cicukam
Oh how I miss you sometimes, and now in these strange and wonder filled times,
or the more so. Once again the secret wellspring of my fountain-soul, long dry, is
overflowing and my life has taken on its longed for multidimensional richness.
Once again, an the pages of my journal remain empty, for life has overtaken them.
By the time I finish the letter to which this is but a prologue all their in contained
will be but the memories of a lifetime scarce remembered, and just as out of
date. But so it is,
My endless love to you , kitty. My long embraces and my kisses like amber...!
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