| Preface | | February |
| Chess Match Piece by piece, king to castle One by one they fall. Kiss by kiss, hold and fondle, Heart to heart - love's call Whispers, signs, moans and cries. Tell me I'm your all: When we chance Cupid's dance, Inhibitions fall. Feel my hands on your chest fondling and playing. Flames of passion leap and curl Consuming - not delaying. Velvet voice, breathless pledge Tender words you're saying: Love be mine for all time Trust me - I'm not playing! | From A Kingdom by the Sea "Catherine" "Vincent....you're hurt." "It's the kind of hurt that heals easily." "Tell me what you're feeling.' "Elliot is a....king in your world?" "Yes, in a way." "He can offer you so much: power to do great good, beauties undreamed of; he can walk beside you in the daylight." "Last night I felt your fear for him...sorrows you shared. Your joy when you knew he was alive, and when death was nearest, when he..." "When he kissed me." "Yes, I felt ... that, too." "I've never felt ... closer to Elliot than I did last night. I saw so much of what he's always kept hidden: the boy he once was, the man he could be. We almost died together. And when he kissed me, just for an instant, some small part of me responded. And I wished ... I wished that it was ... you." |
