Sammy

What I like about you!

Thank you for making Christmas special for me!

Loving You

You are my Christmas gift. You are loving, wonderful, graceful, beautiful! You are my heart's desire and my true love. My wish that I had for Christmas was granted when you began a start with your new life. That is your new life.

I love you, your kids, your family. I know that sometime in the future, we shall become family. Thank you for the Christmas gift of you!

Love is

What your kiss does to me.

Yum!

Your love feeds me. May I pull up a chair and indulge and eat forever, for I shall never be full if it is your love that I am offered. + [denotes hidden referenced text]





+ I also like eating!

courtesy of Simone's camera

parts of a day

You kissed me while we skate

You sharing Marcus stories

night at the Lodge

we got some time to kiss

I was assaulted by a rescue dog

we went to Bandidos

where ... they had no TP

Busy as it was ...
distinctly I thought of these

Thank you for being with me today! I miss you unlike my blithering tongue can convey and more than the human lexicon can express.

Higher

of Simone

I got to see and obviously photograph this ...

Simone gets baptized. She worried only about the tripping.
2008 and God is still great!

of Cheree

She sang . . . her voice among many, delighting all with a chance to see her interest peaked and her talent peeked.

I was especially interested that I was asked to experience her concert. Thank you!

December

What was once homey and neat, fun for amusement is now left bare, empty and discarded.
It's cold and empty and I shiver. It is a month without you. I do not bear it with a grin, but I endure it. I know that, as with every Winter, there comes Spring and Summer and the bountiful life it bestows.

Through these stark barren halls I speak my words to you. They ring echoing back to me, my voice no consolation to your absence. I've no blanket to cover me, no food to satiate my hunger. A constant dripping from a rusty faucet is my water source. I must the rot of a house and feel the cold of night more than the damp cold of day.

Snow or no snow, you are not here. I miss you and that is all that I can do.

You tell me "no", still I try

I miss and love you my true love. You don't need lightning coming from your hands to entice and control me. Your love alone is enough.

you are trying to show me what you have

What you have is covered, but it is your heart that impresses me most. You love me with mutual admiration and love that I give to you. You are flirty, cute, and fun. Most of all I appreciate your love!

many faces of you, love

You are my true love. May you never forget!

yes, I look high

Yea! A kiss with hands held. How devilishly romantic!

well, dorky too. I love you my dear Tawnya!

I think it went well! Charlie really liked you and we all had a pretty fun time I think. I hope to do it more often.
You are great, special and the woman of my dreams!
Forever

Glory

Glory unto the Lord for He is good, for He brought me to a place where I met my true love Tawnya, in whom I have found my greatest, best friend. We are good to each other and great together. We found out that we are wretched apart. While wholly miserable I found joy in nothing. It hurt to see, hear, feel. I loathed my existence and hungered for my mortality.

God granted me none of that, but rather a chance to heal. Thank you God for giving me a life with Tawnya! We are meant to be together. You have brought me to great joy in our meeting, growing, learning, and loving together.

Tawnya, my best friend, true and dear... I shall live to 2000 years old if you live so long. Shall we never part, not now, not here nor in Heaven. I love you, all of you (your kids and folks, of course are part of you) and shall hold you dear to me for all of eternity.

You are my breaths, my air to breathe. You are my joy, happiness, inspiration. No other man can have such a wondrous love as this. You and OUR love is unique, permanent, ever-lasting. I am awestruck by the complexity and depth that we are with each other. A tree dies when uprooted. I felt that sting and lingering death yesterday. I will not be uprooted again.

My heart is yours
best friend
true love
Tawnya


Yours forever,
Marcus

Special you

I know you don't like your photo taken, but ... you knew I was going to take it anyway. It was absolutely great that I have had some many times to meet up with you, hold your hand and slowly start meshing our lives into just one.

We got to spend some quality time together, cuddle often and walk. We have talked til we can't and rested but not slept. Perhaps when our separate lives calm, so will we so that our Life together can be as loving and great as our love for each other.

Knowing your heart, who could blame me for loving you? Knowing my heart, how could I kill it by not loving you?

Rough week

my love. Still, wonderful and exciting. I got to see you earlier in the week and you got to meet mom again. Yea! I am anxious for you to meet everyone of my family. We shared much more!

Also, your week had its highlights and pitfalls. While you had a zoo day with Zach, you also are dreadfully tired. You ask me for hugs, love, holding, sharing. For you -- all! I shall ensure that you are well rested and feel loved as you are!

You had your first surprise phone call, and thankfully none-too scary. You have to battle your feelings, a battle I try to help you win.

I want you to remember that I love you with every step and every breath! I love you much dear one true love!

Movie

Showtimes for Nights in Rodanthe

Sunday	Monday	Tuesday	Wednesday	Thursday	Friday	Saturday
9/21	9/22	9/23	9/24	9/25	9/26	9/27
					OPENING DAY (5:00) 7:00 9:00	(2:45) 5:00 7:00 9:00
9/28	9/29	9/30	10/1	10/2	10/3	10/4
(2:45) 5:00 7:00	(5:00) 7:00	(5:00) 7:00	(5:00) 7:00	(5:00) 7:00	(5:00) 7:00 9:00	(2:45) 5:00 7:00 9:00
( ) = matinee

you're happy

You have your apartment and your life has started. Here, your natural goodness is shining through. You broadly and proudly smile. You are who you want to be. For special measure, you wiggle your bum.

This shot shows ... all paths before me lead to you.

What a magical day!

I helped my love move a few things into her apartment today. I got another chance to meet her dad. She is like him in so many ways. He's "quite a character" as is she. Tawnya, my love ... you are finally showing me who you are -- more so. I must say that I like it! You are happy with what you have done. You are happy with new possibilities, opportunities, joy. You are growing into who you will be and I am a joyful witness.

We watched a movie together, your kind of movie that I didn't have to, "painfully sit through", for it's message of escaping captivity was well spelt out as was the theory of getting what you seek. You move me. The movie wetted my eyes, but you my love provoke my mind, heart, soul.

I am deeply honored that you have found me, we have found each other. You are worthy of my praise. I hardly feel worthy of your true love.

You have given rise to a notion ... your young daughter knows that there is "some guy" with my name who is a "person of interest" to you. More than being happy for your and her change of venue, she apparently is happy to know you are interested in someone else.

I know that all of your children should look out for you, for themselves and be extra cautious in meeting me. I am not someone that know and quite frankly I would completely understand if they did not trust me or feel compelled to regard me as much. I accept that challenge and seek to remind them that they are your children and I wish to be part of your and their lives. They are your first love, your father, then me. Still, I make the list.

Yes, I shall seek their approval. I don't think they need a lackluster man in their lives right now. You don't need one. May I become that dynamic and wonderful for you, for your kids, your family.

For you.

You, as I know, includes your children, your folks. Your father especially.

I love you. May I be worthy of my post as your love too.

Our special day!

It feels so long ago. I miss holding you and touching you ... holding your hand, seeing your eyes twinkle, your beautiful natural smile. I will certainly wait, but I don't like waiting. I want us right now! You are my love. I have never had anyone love me as you love me. Despite it all ... you love me. You honor me with your friendship and your love.

We make love with our bodies, but our hearts are always making love.

bells in my ears

I feel guilty

I love you very much, so very much, and I have written lately so little of my love for you. I am sorry, and I feel that I am lacking in this area. My week has been a little rough with some long-hours spent with many time-consuming projects including just reading and going through systems for applications and other things.

Still, I feel guilty not putting more here explaining my love for you. I do love you, think of you all the time and miss out this many hours and days we are not together. I think of you and sometimes grow quite sad . . . we are a mystery to many people, together yet not. I reconcile this with the notion that we will soon be together. This, and this alone, keeps me going. While I enjoy what we have, I do want more.

I love you and miss you when we are apart. I actually quite dislike and hate that we are so far and our circumstances necessitate our separation. I curse the irony and sardonic call of the love bird, with mate, we are relegated to imagine only. Well, imagine I do. I dream and can focus on you, feeling when you are sad, hearing when you are glad. I can't rightfully type that I touch you, but rather you touch me -- I can sense what you are experiencing.

I can sometimes feel your pain, even if we are not talking, texting, or typing. You have made a connection with me, and with concentration I can better connect with you. I only hope that I have made such a finite, complete connection to you that you feel.

We are connected, still I long for a tangible connection that lasts for our lives, not just minutes or hours sporadically throughout the year. That is hell on us both.

to say your name

Ah, to be with you. I read it too, see it too, get little hints.

creepy

I'll admit that this is creepy, but the thought remains . . . testimony to a harmony together. You, I, but I'd like to celebrate your kids as well. I know in life you do.

Buried, no, but afterlife together, yes.

time

You tell me this is the hour, that this is the time. You feel pressed and hurried and anxious. My love, my dear. Do not let me push you in a direction that you don't want. I want you to be secure. Don't feel so panicked. I know you feel time is attacking you. I do not pretend to know everything that you feel. I know that you have have many wants, many needs, and I know that often your needs and wants are not met. First, make time for yourself. Without a healthy you, you cannot proceed. Start with you, I know that I do.

Have I pressed you for time? If I have, tell me to stop it. It is your life, I just would like to be in it. Actually, I am jealous and selfish, wanting to be in the larger part of it. You are in my mind, my heart . . . all the time. You tell me that you feel that you need to make a choice now ... time, tick, tick, tick.

Don't let, "nine days" haunt you, or provoke you to that time, that date. Act accordingly to when it makes sense. Please don't let so many outside forces corrupt your plans, your choices. If you don't do what you want to do, by your own decision, you will ultimately be sorry for it.

I have time. Don't let me press you into action. I am sure that I have done so before, so I am sorry. If you feel a minute from now is too early and a year from now too late, then act when you want, because you want.

I love you,
time is an idea only

What time I feel it is

It's always you time. You encompass me, my whole life. You are natural, bright, sunny, lovely, may I never take you for granted. All hearts point to you, as they should. I love you and want the best that's for you.

Thoughts

I am grateful that you love me.
I enjoyed watching a video reminding me just that thing . . .
that you love me.

When I am able to share this with the world, this hallmarks your daring and courage.
I love you very much!

Love

Made

The Story (link)

How can I tell you how much I miss you, want you, need you? I want my life, which includes you by my side in good times and in bad. I want us, richer or poorer, but never poor in spirit. You, I, love, enduring, secure, loving, forever!

I love you

I've said it, I've felt it, but I really hurt anymore. I liked so much being with you for hours on end that I want that! I miss you so much that I am sad. Not just the ranting and screaming of a would-be spoiled child, but that of a man who has been denied what he never knew he needed. I never knew what I was missing, what I claimed to know, but feeling is more than just speculation, more than just thinking. I felt what I want. I want a life with you. I want us! I want you and I together, mesmerized by our being, captivated in our thoughts. Happy in the now, happier knowing that there is a tomorrow.

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I can't say it enough, I can't express it well enough. I want and love you Tawnya!

I miss you this morning

Smooch!

Tonight . . . whenever I am able to finally sleep, I will dream of you. You have helped me forget my stresses for a while. You have held me and touched my heart. I have heard your heart beat and have held your hands. We have crawled inside each other trying to touch organs -- I suppose. Our spirits are already connected, still we want more. Unlike the moments here, moments there, thanks to you we had hours -- a half day together.

Thank you, my love Tawnya, for your spirit, for your love, for everything!

What a great night!

I got to hold you, kiss you, make love with you. We watched a movie, drank wine that you didn't like, cuddled together. I got to hear you sleep, which is you being very quiet. I got to see you awake in the morning. We cuddle more and spent around 13 hours together.

How could I ask for more, for better?

Thank you for everything my love! You mean so very much to me that I cannot write fully what your love means, only . . .

FOREVER.

another day

That I should remind you that I love you. I always worry about you and want the best for you. I only hope that you are right and that I am the "best" for you. I have never trusted anyone as I trust you, never loved anyone as I have loved you. I wish that I have penetrated your mind, heart as you have penetrated mine.

Yippee!

It will be a great and wonderful night.
8 9 8
or
Ate T 8

We share, we dress, we undress
we play

Norman Rockwell didn't quite paint us.

I love you my dear, my princess, my love!
May our embrace be as our skins ... holding us from bleeding.
I am anxious and waiting for you.

beach

If memory serves me well, I believe you mentioned a place for vows. Was this kind of like the place?

when talking ends

I stammer ... I stutter, I clamor up. What else, what can I type to explain how I feel? You soothe me. I can see tides of emotions in your eyes. There are currents of love, anxiety, passion. You have much to say and sometimes you say it without words. Can I contain the words, "I love you Tawnya" in a kiss? Can my pulling of air from your lungs, my air into you -- can you know I love you?

While I am eager to "jump you", still, to hear your voice, your touch, your arms, your back, your chest, your neck, lips ... all. You legs, tall, hold me. Your eyes deep, keep me from drowning in so many ways. Should I waver, let you down ... fail to make my case. Pull my face to you -- with your eyes, tell me, your mouth speak the words that I should know, lest I fall prey to mouthing my words voice deadened.

I have much to say but hold back sometimes. I like listening to you ... your voice, your opinion, your emotions ... dreams, goals, motivations. My silence, reluctance isn't a reflection negatively on you, but rather that I'd rather hear you than to talk over you.

I love you; miss you; want to be with you!