Watching your videos, thinking of you. My life seems so complete with you in it and yet so empty with you far away. Grabbed two shots of you ….
Made of so many many gorgeous things – my assemblage. And the slight hint of the smile – modest vanity. I may never send this mail because I can’t stop looking at you.
So many thoughts to think with you and so many words to craft. A million pores – pathways to places where life and civilization grew, the land of stoics, noble women, dancers, poets and warriors – to explore. The loving words of poets to revisit and remake into ours.
And:
To lie by your side on murderous hot days,
in the midst of thunderstorms,
floods and tornadoes,
autumn gales on steep cliffs,
blizzards and volcanoes,
where rattlers nest,
caring not, wondering not, unafraid, alive.
Forever and ever.
kalpaean 