In the morning of a summer day,

    I looked into your eyes

    and saw Love.

I listened to your words

    but have no memory of what they said,

    yet remember well, how they

    caressed and soothed my most upset moment.

I felt your touch,

    and was filled with warmth,

    and a knowing that

    you support me inwardly,

    and defend me outwardly.

So I give to you that which I receive

    with no memory of where it started,

    and a continued vision of what we share.

I love you.

In this moment,

    and for all moments that ever were,
        and will ever be,

            I Love you.

3/16/2000 - dave waite

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Silver Spring, MD   20910

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