EIGHT MORE DAYS

Eight more days and I'll be in your arms again.
I miss you so much, my darling, my King.
Each moment away from you is like an eternity.
Your tender caresses and sweet kisses haunt me
As our time apart diminishes
And our time together again approaches.
I count the days, the hours and minutes
Until I open my arms to hold and caress you.
You are the other half of my whole being
I am nothing without you.
I am everything with you.
Our hours of rapture and ecstasy
Will extend with each new encounter
Prolonged by our intense desires to become
One entity, united in passion and love.
We have nowhere to go but "up"
The good life awaits us
We deserve it
We've earned it
We'll help each other achieve it
If we only believe it.
I love you, Shlomoh

                Your lover, partner and sister in sin,
                        Princess Dee
                        5/14/97