| THIS PAGE IS DEDICATED TO THE WONDERFUL MAN IN MY LIFE |
| Dreaming Of You Kenny, I've dreamt of you and me on a bed of roses, starring at the crescent moon that cradles our love secure. As we gaze, a star of hope falls for us to wish upon and make our lives together come true. I turn to you with open arms, and our lips touch with an ever soft moonlight spark. I take a step back with a smile on my face, and a vision of a dream come true. My heart and soul belong to you, My eyes reflect a glitter of gold that is cherished as much as you are. I'll hold you forever and say you are mine. For the moon and the stars never die, just like the love for you and I. |
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| Once My Friend, Now My Lover You entered my life like a gentle sigh, like a quiet breeze blowing softly through the leaves. You were a stranger first, one who laughed freely and easily, who spoke of minor intimacies and common grounds, who made me feel strangely liked and valued. You became my friend, no longer a stranger, trusting me with secrets hidden, confiding what you liked and hated. We talked and laughed and, as time passed by, I grew more and more dependent upon your smile. From strangers to friends was just a baby step, a step a thousand others take every day. Without your trust and trusting ways, without your smiles and encouraging gaze, I would never have taken the step beyond. We became closer friends, and closer still, until much of my life was centered around the times we spent together. We traveled far along the path of friendship, avoiding the bumps somehow, never stumbling, always in step with each another. You were my guide, my eyes and ears, the unfailing light that lit the road before us. Hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, you brought me along our course, to a destination I had never seen before. You became my best friend along that journey, the anchor in my life where none had ever been. You did a good job of guiding our steps, a job no other could ever do, and it wasn't your fault, really, when I stumbled. Somewhere along our path, perhaps where the heights were making me dizzy with joy, I simply lost my balance and fell. By the grace of God, I fell not to either side, nor to the rear, but fell instead forward, along the path we'd tread. My plunge forward was unguided, and my steps were steps you never intended. I fell in love with you. From strangers, to friends, to close friends, to best friends. And beyond. I've never been sorry for any step we've taken together. I never knew, before knowing you, how empty my life had been. I thought I was happy. I thought I was successful. I thought I had known love and all that love can bring. But the gentle breeze, carries the smell of wild flowers and what you brought into my life can never be assessed. We are so very different, you and I. And yet so much the same. And our differences merge with our similarities, giving rise to something special and unique. We talk. Of all the things I value about this thing that is us, and there are so many I often lose count, I value most the way we talk about any thing any time any where. And each time I listen to you, each time I ponder what you've said, I learn something new. About you, about me, about the world. I've learned to trust in your instincts. I love the way you trust in me, That trust started as a small seed, a tentative whisper of unearned confidence, often shrouded by a cloak of hesitation and unsurety. I could always tell when you faltered, when the steps we took were uncertain and questioned. And yet still you trusted me, with your secrets, with your feelings, with yourself. You'll never know how much that trust has meant to me. I love the way you understand me so well. It's uncanny sometimes how well you know my thoughts, my feelings, my moods, frightening at times how closely our lives have become interlinked. You know so much of me, secrets I've never told, thoughts I've never shared, parts of me I've never seen. You've discovered a window into my being, a window I didn't know was there, a window no one else has ever found. It's almost as if our two souls have merged into one, almost as if the hand of God has repaired that which once was broken. I love the way we have fun doing the strangest things, or the way we can enjoy each other doing nothing at all. We walk and talk, listening to music and singing the words together. We have fun with each other, enjoying the thrill of life, me just enjoying you. Your life has touched mine. My friendship with you, my love for you, all that you are and aren't, have changed my life in ways you cannot fathom, in ways I could never describe in depth. The communication we've shared has taught me to value our honest openness, and I know I'll never be satisfied again with less. Your trust in me has taught me to trust in you, knowing you will never intentionally cause me pain. Your spark of vitality has transformed the way I see life, giving me reason again to live and cause to celebrate. As much as you've altered my present, though, the effect you've had on my future is just as great. I once thought I knew what love meant to me, once thought I had experienced all that life had to offer. I lived and I loved, and I hurt and I grew, and I believed I could never love again, could never willingly face the pain of caring. Love was a myth, I thought, and true love, lasting love, was just a lie told by poets. But I was wrong. In learning to love you, I discovered I've never loved before. Not truly, not entirely, and not eternally. I've spent much of my life in love with love, searching for the fulfillment of a concept, caring more for caring than caring for another person. I confused lust with love, intimacy with affection. And when those feelings waned, when the relationships died, I wondered why I felt so empty. So hurt. You changed that, as you've changed so much else. You taught me how to love. You've changed my life in so many ways, in ways so small and yet so important, in ways you'll never know nor understand. The impact you've had on me, on the way I feel and think and act, will endure forever. Until the end of time. |
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| THIS IS MY BABY KENNY |
| I LOVE YOU! |