Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Hershey On My Mind

Dear Susie,
Chocolate has never been my passion, but for some reason I've been in a confectionary state of mind all day today. When I think of you, my mirror neurons start to "Krackel" and soon I am overcome by a "Symphony" of emotion. I'm in pieces, "Reese's Pieces," and my heart is full of "Almond Joy." I can think of nothing except milk chocolate "Kisses," and I want "S'More" and "S'More." Thank goodness Friday is "PayDay"!
I love you milky, I love you dark, I love you bittersweet.
Deep (foiled wrapped) kisses, W

Monday, January 22, 2007

Dear Susie,
There is evidence that we can sharpen our prefrontal
cortex with practice and good health. We arelucky that we feel emotion intensely. We just want to stay sharp enough to disarm the demons, while feeling all the good stuff that makes our lives and our love so rich. I love you more than ever, and I adore both your primitive and executive functions.

Yours always,
Wray

Monday, January 15, 2007

Sunday at the Theatre with Susie


Dear Susie,
I loved going to the Kennedy Center with you, and I loved seeing an Albee play with you, and I loved dressing a bit for you and seeing you looking so lovely. But to be completely honest, I would have loved staying at #117 in our sweats watching Law & Order reruns just as much. Or taking a walk in Rock Creek Park in our jeans. Or listening to Vittorio under the sheets by candlelight. It truly doesn't matter to me where we are, what we're doing, or how we're dressed. I love you so completely that none of the details make any difference whatsoever.
Yours always,
Wray

Wednesday, January 10, 2007


A Moment in Eternity

I could easily live in this memory from Friday night for all eternity. I love you. W

You Are My Miracle

So many things I've never known I will learn from you
I'll find reason in your words that are tried and true

E proverò a sorprenderti con un sorriso in più
Così che possa perderti anche tu

You are my miracle
You are pure and soft just like the air I breathe
You, heart of my heart, heart of my heart
There's a secret that you hold, that you hold
Deep within that so discretely hides your soul

The strength I simply never found, I will find with you

What I believe our future holds, I will see it through

Con te vivrò ogni attimo che mi regalerai
Come se fosse l'ultimo per noi

You are my miracle
Acqua chiara e fresca che fa vivere
You, heart of my heart
There's a secret that you hold, that you hold
And it's hidden so discretely

E mi guiderà
Verso il centro dell'amore

Love, heart of my heart
There's a secret that you hold, that you hold

Che nasconde dolcemente

Will you share with me your secret
Ever more

Sunday, January 07, 2007

January 6th

"An epiphany is not an experience that we can create from within, but one that we can only be open to and receive from another. Epiphanies leave us totally out of control, and they always demand that we change."

I can't recall who wrote this, but I believe it's true. We were both open to this epiphany, and it has left us completely changed.

January 3rd

"Now the steel bars between me and a promise/
Suddenly bend with ease/
The closer I'm bound up in love with you/
The closer I am to free."


That's the Indigo Girls. I think we need to memorialize January 3 as the day the steel bars started bending all on their own.

I loved you totally on January 3rd, and I loved you more on January 6th. Today is January 7th, just another winter day, and amazingly I love you even more.

Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Three reasons to sleep with me every night . . . There are many reasons why I want to sleep with you every night. Here are just three:
I love you every hour of every day, but sometimes I want to eat you up I love you so. (I don't care if Max says no.)
Some nights the succubus descends from a nether world to suck me dry, and I need your comfort after doing battle.
I believe you visited me as a lover long ago in my mythic self. I want the red-headed huntress to visit me in the flesh every night.