Sarina
This page is dedicated to Sarina R. Johnston, my wife.
The lovely one who won my heart, body, and hand in
marriage. I love her so dearly.
She is the one who took me from the depths of depression
and loneliness and was a friend to me. And in that
beautiful smile of hers I got lost. And I fell. I
could not help myself. I love her.
And I know I have written a lot of other love poetry for
other women and spoke of loving them. But when you
experience it for real, it makes all the other "romances"
seem like a distant figment. For the real thing is so
passionate that writing about it seems as ignorant as
trying to capture the beauty of a sunset in words. It
is an impossibility. For I have tried to create poetry
that captures what my heart feels when I look into her
smiling face and kiss her luscious lips, but it's like
a shadow of the real thing. It never comes close.
And so my beautiful bride, I create this page for you.
Not for so many other reasons, but most of all, because
I love you and I want you to know that. And I don't care
if everyone knows it.