all that i am

"Dearest,

I would have torn the stars from the heavens 
      for your necklace.

I would have stripped the rose-leaves 
     for your couch from all the trees.

I would have spoiled the East of its spices 
    for your perfume,

the West of all its wonders 
    to endower you with these.

I would have drained the oceans, 
    to find the rarest pearl-drops,

   And melt them for your lightest thirst 
   in ruby draughts of wine.

I would have dug for gold 
   till the East was void of treasure, 

   that, since you had no riches, 
   you might freely take of mine.

I would have drilled the sun-beams 
   to guide you through the day-time.

I would have caged the nightingales 
   to lull you to your rest,

but love was all you asked for,

   in waking and in sleeping,

and love I gave you, sweetheart,

at my side and on my breast."

     Lord Viceroy of India to his wife

     from the original Sanskrit/Indian love song

unbelievable to me

that a man

took the time to stitch such a lacey hanky for

his wife?!?!?

oh yes

because it wasn't!!?!?

it was stitched by
British lettering artist Rosalind Wyatt

this is much more realistic to me...

and even in it's simplicity

touched me ever so....

then

and 

to this day

and this is the sweet reality...as I prepare our dinner at almost 9 o'clock....   after he's worked all day    followed by meetings into the nightI call to him in the other room..." if I turn down these lights...you'll fall asleep, huh?"and as I crawl into bedwhere he waits for my cue telling him to "sleep well"     though there should be no struggle      for sleep this night he does what he does effortlesslygiving me just what I needcherishing me: warming my winter cold skinwith his warmthin our bed