little sculptures 1- "friendship" from INDIA, 2- "heartforming couple" from ZAMBIA
My dearest friend,
I felt so strange and sad the last days,
I had double feelings, after our talk lately......
On the one hand I felt myself disappointed,
because I had to share you with other woman on line...
before, but I didn't knew untill now.
A normal human feeling, a little jealous for love...
But on the other hand,
I feel so honoured, about your deep feelings for me.
I am very special to you...you said,
You even said thanks to me for coming into your life .
In fact I knew this already, because you told me previously
and...I felt it also all the time.
I recognized that feelings from the very beginning,
because I feel same to you.
As if I know you much, much longer than only the last six months.
A feeling of "coming home"?
Sometimes that happens between human beings...
That's a wonder, a miracle..
It feels always familiar, intimate
even although we are from other cultures....
Once I told you, that I believe,
that my deceased mother arranged our meeting,
that's a very strong feeling, even an absoluteness,
as sure as she switches on the light
sometimes, as you know...
Sometimes I think:
'He is like my brother, who I missed before...'
but sometimes I wish you to be my lover
when you excite me...
And sometimes I only want you to be my fellow man.. my real friend.
We, both creations of God, seeking warmth at each other
in a hug, head on a shoulder because everyone is so alone..
Trying to understand ours sorrow and joy
sharing it and laugh it away...
There is a beautiful affection, that we must treat with prudence
as we both know; as we already said..
All things of value are peerless and fragile, delicate
All things of value you must cherisch, protect and treat well,
Love overcomes all....
Please my boy, keep me up
send me your positive energie,
Treat me with love and patience and with respect,
treat me gently with tenderness and warm heartedness
You will get the same treatment from me...
Treat our relationship with prudence
in order that it can excist for ever...
Let us try not to hurt each other
and repair always a possible damage,
although we live in a consumer society...
be my goeroe, be my friend,
be my buddy 'till the end.... your Elisabeth
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