I have gone far to find who
Is most close to me
And even though
Some time has passed and there
Were times in the past when I just wanted
To be alone
I just don't want to be alone now

I have gone far to find that there is
Love
Fragile, gentle, thoughtful, spanning miles
I hope it travels well
I carry coins for my wishing wells and fare wells
To my Love
My wings are gleaming from my lover's touch
Smoothing, stroking my course to fine feathers
He has made me from gritty stone to
Soft sandy beach

I will have gone, this time next week
This time this Sunday
And no sun will shine on those days
If there was rain on my travels to him
There will be clear skies, with rain
Filling my westward eyes
Dear Love, I have left my mark, the same as mine
Don't forget me

If you see my twin in cloudy skies
Remember me
Touch my heart on your arm and
Remember me

Christopher John Mazey

so THIS...Took my thoughts and put them on paper.

Well damn it Christopher, I hope you realize what a lucky guy you are....

I love you too.