Dear Friend,

Today I woke slowly to the subdued sounds of a lazy Sunday morning . . . the sweet singing of birds outside my window, the low hum of a distant train, the slight jingle of the cat's tags as he roamed the house. This was the background canvas on which my mind painted quiet loving thoughts of you, on which it drew abstract sketches of the unique relationship we share. As conciousness encroached on the veil of sleep, the painting became more vivid, the drawing more defined, until the beautiful body of artwork appeared full force in my mind.

With a concerted effort to keep myself, my emotions distant from you, I find myself no less in love with you today than in the past but no longer anguished about our very different relationship. I enjoy the casualness of our current friendship which allows us to talk about anything, everything, including all the various aspects of our lives. I take pleasure in our physical relationship which continually "rocks my world." I once again accept "us" for what we are - friends and lovers.

With the added aspects of deep love and complete trust, the great sex we share takes on an incredible intenseness that I have never before known in my life. And it has spoiled me. I find that I can no longer have, I no longer want, a relationship without these emotions present, even as I realize that they are extremey rare to this degree, extremely difficult to find in another. Yet I revel in the knowledge of the possibilities available in my life now with the expansion of emotional depth within myself.

Thank you again for the gift of frienship and passionate love.

Bn.