From
David Still
<ds@davidstill.org>
To
jovian francey
<jf@artstar.com>
Re:
something to confess
MESSAGE
jovian francey wrote: Hello DangerMouse, You would be surprised by how many people use your handle on the net. If you're genuinely interested in who wrote that lovely message or why or who David Still really is, reply to me with an e-mail address that is not quite so ubiquitous. Sincerely, - ? --- Original Message --- > I read this letter you sent and I must say. Im breathless. Your words are beautiful and tender. My heart stopped when I read this. I must admit I feel a little jeleous of the lucky person who you keep in your heart. I can only imagine that you are so wonderful and loving. I cant help but feel that I am missing out by not knowing you. Just so you know, I am not this David Still character, nor am I associated with this website in any way, other than coming here to read what people have to say. What you have written has stood out and I have saved it so that I may read it again and again. It stuns me everytime I read it. I would really like to find out more about you. > DangerMouse --- Original Message --- From: David Still
Dear David, I have something to confess. I think it's pretty clear, that I, you know, may have some feelings for you. I think you're really neat and interesting and funny and smart. I have a really good time when we're together. Your friends are pretty cool, but I often wish they'd go away because I'd much rather just be with you. You're amazingly sexy too. Though, I don't want you to think that *that*'s all I'm interested in. Because I mean, I see the real you. I see you when you aren't hiding behind a mask. I see that core of you that is special and worth cherishing. Whenever we've spent any time alone together, even a few seconds, I get flushed and my skin tingles. Ever since we last saw each other, I am dizzy with thoughts of you. Like a sickness, I am wholly consumed by you. And as I lay feverish in the grip of such sweet sickness, I want never to be cured. I crumble beneath your smile, am left defenseless by the slightest glance. All that is beautiful in this world is a reflection of you. The stars in their celestial webs shimmer only half as brilliantly as the light that dances in your eyes. The sound of your voice lingers and whispers to me throughout my days and nights, speaking softly of your catastrophic nature. I feel the swelling tides of this intoxicating rapture. I have felt them since we first met. Those waters rise higher now every day. In you I find all that I am missing. We are twin aspects of a single unifying force. And I long to hold you, to mingle our breaths, to become at one with your body and mind and spirit, to be consumed by endless, spiralling perfection. I have spent my life stumbling through an arid desert, over countless miles of sprawling plains. Until you, I was too parched and weary to look any further than the footstep ahead. And now soft rains have come and I am shaking off my layers of dust. All is clean and new, and I am refreshed and reborn. All that is in the past is rendered a flat and colorless backdrop behind the vivid realness of this.. this. Between us exists something rare and special. Some cosmic, divine logic has plucked us from the teeming multitudes and presented us with the spark of recognition that can only exist between two like souls. I am stricken, overwhelmed and mute. No words can translate the intensity of these emotions. A thousand poets could find no simile or metaphor to embody the way I feel now. Is it too much to hope for? Could you possibly feel some of these things too? Do you? Because that would be really cool. But if not, well, maybe it wasn't meant to be. Perhaps I spoke too soon, or not soon enough. Maybe it's not the right time... of course, for someone like you, I could wait forever......................... But in the meantime, do you know anyone else who's sort of like you? Or just... you know, available? I know it's a lot to ask, but if you do know anyone, could you please forward this letter to them? Because I don't want to have to wait very long to feel this way again. Love, J