There are some things that are meant
to be together... Some things that it just doesn't seem right to imagine
without automatically thinking of it's accompanying object.. Some things
that are - inseparable..
as
old curtains and crucifixes..
..
as a type-writer and a golf club... 
...
as the words 'knifing' and 'clothes'... as a letter and a back.... as V.S.O.P.
Brandy and hair wet with tears.. 
...
as Jacques and Perez... as all we'll ever know of heaven and all we need
to know of hell...
as you and I..
Two joined in desperation... alone,
no more.... thank you...
With eternal gratitude for your
reaching out to me..
Imagine life without you? Impossible...
my sorry self would have long before shuffled off this mortal coil if it
weren't for the knowledge that you are there.. One year ago, you saved
me.. and I am now, forever in your debt.. Most lovingly, happily, gratefully,
indulgently, respectfully, eternally and faithfully -
Being your slave..
All my love
et
cetera
Dale