This period has given me a greater opportunity to write.
Book II is so very full of characters and details, that I am finding it a challenge to keep all of my notes up to date; so much so that I may try my copy of Scrivener, again, as it is built for this very task.

You are always on my mind, love.

When, in the rain of hushed words like leaves
Swirls through my ears
It is not the cold which I feel for thee
But rather, the love shared
When on my feet to market go I
and my heart beats
It is not weariness which I feel
but, indeed, memories sweet
Upon return, up stairs retire
I think of nights unfulfilled
and passion's fire
You.  Justly and true.
You, My Lovely Moon
You. 

Come and See

Stars Most Sinister
Novelette of the GREEN RUINS & SHALLOW BLUES series out NOW on my Patreon.

Midnight, my Love,
Sorry I have been away.

When I added the Spotify app, I hoped that it wouldn't upset, but that you would see that although apart, I only want you to know my love for you extends even to the material realm, not just to our shared space of the heart.

Darling, I love you,
K

I have been mulling how best to express my beliefs apart from clunky mis-matched tidbits of different religions and traditions, and this statement is currently my best efforts:

In this belief system, creation exists within a Cosmic Box—a sacred space within the mind of a supreme, ineffable God. This God is both dreadfully powerful and compassionate.

...it is a work in progress. 11.7.'24:4:13pm

Does this help, my Love?

A strange warm spell has descended upon Boston.

Oh what a day, and night...
Now, I'm listening to your music and lovely voice.

Lovely moon.