Like an early morning tied, whos waves endlessly washed up on a warm sandy beach, so to, do the memories of you, wash over my every waking moment. I remember watching you sleep as the morning sun filtered through the lace curtains you made. I watched in silence, at the way the suns soft rays kissed your sleeping form, never waking you. Your face, so peaceful, and always with a faint hint of a wry smile. I always wondered, what is she seeing? Thinking? That face, that so many times, was smothered with thousands of gentle, caring, loving kisses from me. I remember our being fused together as one. Never wanting to stop. Never wanting to let go. Kissing...hugging...touching places in body and soul we never knew existed. I remember my daily trek to the buildings of the concrete jungle and my calling you several times a day...just to hear your voice. I remember the empty place within me, that only you could fill, with love, joy and that good to be alive feeling. I remember every laugh and every tear we ever shed together. I remember every time and every place you said, 'I love you.' I remember the day I came home and you were not at the door. My heart skipped a beat. You had been ill, and I raced to our bedroom. You lay atop the covered bed. Your eyes, in a blank stare. Open. As I moved to the bed, I knew you were gone, tears scalding my cheeks. I sat beside you, holding your hands, closing your eyes and softly kissing them. I remember that look; 'the light of life...had left your eyes.' Like a dropp of water in the desert, my passion for life and living, dried up and left with you. I had traveled the world. From the Alps in Switzerland to the flowers of the field in the mid west. Yes, I saw the Vatican, paintings of the greats and historic places a thousand years old. I saw the Pyramides. I witnessed the beauty and promise of the world. In all these things...you were the best part of who I had become. In all these things... you were the most treasured. And you went away. And I miss you. And I love you.
