“Dance Me to the End of Love” by Leonard Cohen (Donna's Favorite - She loved Leonard Cohen. Loved to waltz to this in our lounge while we were cooking dinner.)

My Tranquil Garden of Light - Gravity's Empire

Thinking Made Simple. Donna' last joke she sent me:

"You Want a Physicist to Speak at Your Funeral".
"You want a physicist to talk to your grieving family about the conservation of energy, so they will understand that your energy has not died.
You want the physicist to remind your sobbing mother about the first law of thermodynamics; that no energy gets created in the universe, and none is destroyed.
You want your mother to know that all your energy, every vibration, every Btu of heat, every wave of every particle that was her beloved child remains with her in this world.
You want the physicist to tell your weeping father that amid energies of the cosmos, you gave as good as you got".

Donna's Garden of Light - Dígalo a mi Corazón::

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Donna in Her Garden

There are women we see just once, and we see them completely… and others that we only discover little by little. Like you, Donna Conchita ...my Mnemosyne and My Isis…
I never fully found you. Always transformed, you ran away, re-appeared enriched, turned over your golden fruit and fled once more with the hope, but not the certainty of your return. You, my pretty bronze crab. Moving gracefully over lifes rock's and washed in the oceans warm swell.
I wished to be that ocean to wash your skin.
To be that ocean that brought you life.

Donna Darkwolf and Her Friend

I wanted to find the harmony of the contradiction that nibbled away at the apple of my life. To find La Conchita without ever finding her completely, was like never returning to a place, experiencing the comfort of recovering it there, but knowing that I would never completely know it or understand it. Like the secret of my soul.
The idyll of our meeting, the secret surprise: “Now, after this, I can only ever be your lover… my brother spirit”

My Beautiful Flower Girl

I place my life at risk, and close my eyes for a moment while I smell your dark hair – and pray that I will never fully understand you, that there will never be a third desire in my life, that I will never be tempted again to include my erotic life in the collective disorder in which I have sometimes found myself.

Jungle

I know that you have your own dream. I met you in the garden of our spirits… You dream that you never left that garden: as in some ancient book illustrated with the romanticized image of our sweet childhood. The curious girl opens her bed-room window to see the forest and venture out into it, but the forest had another door to a garden and that garden yet another door to a park, and the park led to a jungle, and the jungle to the sea – which is the most mutable garden of all.

Summers Witch - Ai Mi Morena de Mi Corazon

I thought that I had found you in that garden – never knowing that you had lived in gardens all your life – and that it was an illusion to think that I could have found you anywhere else. I have not just found you – because I realize that the garden has not been fully explored by me - but if I had to reach the end of the exploration, the doors of this storybook could well be the lock on your bedroom door, Conchita – My dark-haired girl of my heart.

Ah... Donna

I never knew of a morning with you,
My Mistress, Mi Corazon
That when I awoke, I was not happy.
My heart sung just to see your eyes…
And, when I sleep and see you in my dreams
And swim in secret oceans,
Listening for your song here in The Deep
Your whisper of the Emerald Beyond…
Revives me ... Beckons…
I spent my life time loving you.

A River of Time

And just as Noah's dove
I fly up the river...
To the One I Love

Into The Light

Into the Emerald Beyond.
Semper Fidelis... Corazon Mi.
Vamonos! Como Viento!
We Go! Like the Wind!
Take my hand...
Run with me....
If we get separated... do not fear
I will find you...
I WILL Fetch You in the Morning

"Pamwe Chete"

My good love, and beautiful friend.
We have no choice but to Keep Moving Forward
We go to where we have always lived...
Warriors, in battle.
You are My Hero, Donna Darkwolf
The best of Hunting Dogs. Donna Darkwolf...
My Beautiful "Strega Donna Ragazza!"
And the Last "Soldier" to serve with me...
WE are each, the Last of our Kind. Together...

My Shiny Wife - My Beautiful Friend

You are the Last of Your Kind.
The Last Witch
As, I am the last of my Air 3 Crew
I fly in the sky with you
Where we were always meant to be
You on your broomstick. Me in my gunship.
Me in my tower in the sky
You in the Garden of the boundless Ocean.
From our lounge wall - to Infinity - Fly, My Love

Dance Me to The End of Love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love

Oh, let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of Dance me to the end of love...

Fetch You in The Monrning


My last promise to you?
Dead, or alive...
You and I will come home together.
As we always do...
Flt Lt. Franco.

The Atheists Prayer

The Last Joke she sent me - and probably to all of her friends... probably rolling with laughter. LOL.

In Her Garden Galaxy

Donna's e-mail to me > Mar 28, 2017 at 18:55
A copy of Virginia Woolfe's suicide letter

Dearest, I feel certain I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through another of those terrible times. And I shan’t recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can’t concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be.
I don’t think two people could have been happier till this terrible disease came. I can’t fight any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I can’t even write this properly.
I can’t read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that – everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can’t go on spoiling your life any longer.

I don’t think two people could have been happier than we have been.