Here's an e-mail that Alayna wrote to me. It's not hard to see why I've become so smitten:
My goodness, what a galaxy is your mind. If I get even a few moments to wade into it, I'll be glad. With more than a mere few moments, I�ll explore even your dimmest constellations. It won�t be cold there, I know. The heat of your starry eyes warms my face even in memory.
I saw your carnal streak bright as day before we met�how vibrant it is! This violet lust will relax some, if we continue passing time together. My mind will share more of its reserves and I will beseech you to think more than feel for long moments. Pressing you with questions, I�ll dredge your brain for reason. During those moments of cerebral exchange, I�ll feel safe in the thoughtful nest of you�free to unfold like a map. This process won�t resist translation to the external landscape of you, don�t worry. On the contrary, it will inspire me to chart your nerve endings and make music of your breath.
If nothing else, I am a curious explorer. As long as I have you captive, I will continue searching. The nurturer in me will keep you fed and warm.
11:18 p.m. - 2012-12-02
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