i went to the dance. i saw… her across the room. red hair… flowing in the sun. i started to walk to her. then you stepped in front of me. stopping me from her. and my world changed. you asked if i were sleepwalking …towards you? i said no…i believe you were sleepwalking towards me…. …my […]

my dearest jane, if this were not a letter… my love… there are things… with my tongue… i could express… without the use of words! i know that cause… we speak the same tongue! and you are smiling now…my dear… and i am pleased… i am on my way to you… please meet me at […]


i went to the dance. i saw… her across the room. red hair… flowing in the sun. i started to walk to her. then you stepped in front of me. and my world changed. you asked if i were sleepwalking …towards you? i said no…i believe you were sleepwalking towards me…. …my fair haired… woman. […]

if i knew for sure… i would tell you. i know this… it started the first time you wrote to me. and the second time. when i… wrote to you, god you had me. there was nothing…. i could do about it. nor did i want to. 0


