My Dear Lover,
It has come to my attention that you and I are not as close as I would prefer. I make up for this in poetry. Still, it could be better. You are where my "work" begins and ends. [Just don't ever call me "baby"]
I want a relationship with you. You know it. Now, I need your help. You see, I'm going crazy without you. I am longing for the infinite kiss. You are Gemini. You are Aries. You could be the 13th zodiac, for all I care. I just want you by my side. If nothing else, help to cure my poetry! Help get these unfruitful obsessions out of my mind. It's insane...
- Oct. 2, 1984, A.D.
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