Wednesday, September 22, 2004

there is an 8th wonder named kate


Kate,

You are the joy that translates my confusion of this world. From you, I see everything more clearly. You are my prescription lens. I smile more meaningfully because you exist.

I don't want to be the buyer of this great portrait called Kate. I don't want to remove it from the wall and carry it home and hang it on my own. I don't want to own it. Instead, I want to look at it long enough that it enters my soul and I can carry it home there and would never be without it. You are transforming me into someone who finally realizes he is allowed to live.

My mind is filled with you all day. You are never away from me. I love you.

Many hugs & kisses,
John