Offering

 -Quetzal

For reasons best left to Our Lady`s safe-keeping, last night became forever linked in my heart to penguins. I will never behold this beautiful, gentle bird again without thinking about us, and about a magical night overflowing like grace with merriment, strange spellings and the mysterious, floral depth of our precious love.

You, my angel, my sweetheart, make not only my days and my nights but all the hours of my life in fullness. The merest thought of you breaks my heart with an aching joy so deep and so rich I cannot but offer it up to God.

With endless rains of gentle kisses,
Lucientien