A thought for the day from: Peter Britt
"Into my soul I reach, in hopes of finding a peace or solace to quell the burning in her absence. Apart from me, her love is as the flesh torn from my breast, the heart which gives me life. I stand empty, vacant without her voice to spare me from the night. The very best of me resides where she is, away from me. In her hands my existence, my heart, my passions. I wait lifeless for her return."
© 2003 Peter Britt Krystal Vision Productions