Category Archives: To San

Soulmates, and the life of the soul

I have wondered what it means, mates of soul. Just now it seems bound painfully together. But some here say that is somewhat ridiculous and that I confuse my own desires and pain with a bond. I am not certain. … Continue reading

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Anniversaries

San and I celebrated our anniversary at slightly different times, but always about this time or earlier. I still miss him and I still love him. But even I believe if he would not come for our children, there is … Continue reading

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San

Once-again-perhaps beloved. All that was true, remains true. MLS

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Heart’s answer

Of course, the lake exists yet. I dreamed of it, or perhaps I walked there in a dream-state. To visit it is much the same, although one may also simply swim; this lake of San’s and my own. In it … Continue reading

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Until we meet again, beloved

I have given you the best of myself. And as with most sacrifices, it also changes me. It has been four months since you left. A short time, for mates of the soul. A long time, for those who have … Continue reading

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A sword

Perhaps it is not clear, beloved. With a sword you are no longer Consort – unless you wish to be – but King. To rebuild what you wish: unite Britain, raise Camelot anew, or this time, rest a little more. … Continue reading

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It is strange

My hands hurt, beloved. Likely just an echo, but it is odd.

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