Everybody has a day or a night in their life that they are mostly never meant to forget... I guess one of mine would be a wonderful summer night I was in a bar called Ritz; It was the night that I had proposed a life's commitment to my beautiful wife. The begining of many months of suffering and longings to again be together. As if we were paying the cost of such an evening. And only now can I believe that it was just a stage to test if we were strong enough to deserve such a happiness to follow. We all live a life and all have a time we suffer. I just wish that ALL of you can be as fortunate enough to suffer for such a beautiful reason! My always suprising wife had prepared a variety of poems in a little leather notebook for me on our halve anniversary. I would love to share one from them with you, one that so describes the months we begged to touch, to smell and to taste one another once again; As it describes the moments we used to wave into the dark of the night, hoping that the other was to recieve our kiss: He Calls To Me by Tara Simms He calls to me across the miles Night winds carry his whispers They float on the breeze and through my windows Falling gently upon my ears - Hush - I hear him now. He calls to me from the heavens Glittering stars cannot compare to the sparkle of his eyes When he looks at me, I am consumed by the fire I see him now. He calls to me through my dreams Dancing together in the shadows of my sleep Where we laugh and love once again I am in his arms I feel him now. He calls to me Every moment of every day Distance couldn't keep us apart When destiny drew us together I'll hold him for eternity As long as he keeps calling. May love be with you all! Happy Valentines Day!