Well, it's 1am....I'm past the point of being tired and now don't think I could sleep if I wanted to at this present moment. So I'm wide awake, and thinking of you. I created this page for you and included some poetry I've come across lately that drew my mind inexorably to you and to my love for you. A love which grows deeper day by day, and continues to fill me with a warmth and a joy that words could not possibly describe. I love you, Trish.
as I love the dance that brings you out of the multitude in which you come and go. Love changes, and in change is true. Wendell Berry
I'll give my love an apple without a core, I'll give my love a house without a door, I'll give my love a palace wherein she may be, And she may unlock it without any key. My head is the apple without a core, My mind is the house without a door, My heart is the palace wherein she may be, And she may unlock it without any key. Anonymous