Your soul reached out to me one day and disturbed me in my slumber.
Over mountains, through the trees, across many miles, you offered me 
a love that was to be profound deep-intense-unqualified.
"Rabbit." I thought I heard you whisper as the night closed upon reality. 
We held the key to the hundred acre wood.
Tiger and Rabbit danced together and so many special secrets were shared
demanding-intimate-thoughtful.
Thank you for that gentle nudge, as you filled my lonely nights. 
My life was oh so comfortable, as a mother, and a wife but buried there inside of me a writer-profound-waiting.
You bounced and bounced into my life as I wound your spring still tighter.
My heart knowing the love you hold was only for your family and your lady.
A taste of love, not quite complete, because they were words-upon-a screen.
