Sweet love of mine. I shall be home by midnight. Don’t worry.

I’m having dinner with Pete and the others. About things of my trade.

Yes. I will get smoked fish and dates for us for tomorrow.

Sweet love. I shall kiss your lips and embrace you at midnight.

Rest assured I will do it.

We are going to have supper together. There are a few things we need

to talk about. The directions of my intentions…the purpose of our

being together these three years…my speeches at the Mountain and

and here and there. The miracles they say I have performed…things I

still don’t understand how they happened. But something in my mind

told me this morning…I have to do. It’s going to be a gathering that

should not take more than thirty minutes. After that I should be home

with you. Sweet love, we will make love tenderly and gently.

As two rainbows welding together. As two rain clouds raining.

As the stars twinkling to the universe.

EO

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