My darling, I'm waiting for you.How long is a day in the dark?Or a week?The fire is gone now,and I'm horribly cold.I really ought to drag myself outside,but then there'd be the sun.I'm afraid I waste the lighton the paintings and on writing these words.We die.We die rich with lovers and tribes,tastes we have swallowed,bodys we have entered…and swum up like rivers.and swum up like rivers.Fears we've hidden in,like this wreched cave.I want all this marked on my body.We are the real countries.Not the boundaries drawn on maps,the names of powerful men.I know you'll come and carry me out into the palace of winds.That's all I've wanted,to walk in such a place with you,with friendsan earth without maps.The lamp's gone out,and I'm writing…in the darkness.
Dear Sweetheart, You brought love and laughter to my empty, sad and boring life. My heart had known only emptiness until the day you came and filled my heart to overflowing with your jovialways. Your sense of humor has turned my frown into a smile. You taught me how to love again, you taught me to give and receive love by trusting in you and believing. You taught me to go the extra mile. And though there are miles between us, I never stop thinking of you, you have brought a change into my life and my heart is forever yours. I can never forget you, or keep thoughts of you out of my mind. I think of your sweet lips and kisses, feel them as if it was yesterday. Thoughts of you warm my heart. You complete me, you are everything my heart desire. Loving You Always, Judy.