The longing to write and the intent to do so had been in floating around in my cerebrum, and I carried a haunting, of sorts, within my psyche for many years – I had to get it out.  I had written bits and pieces over a period of time, but ultimately, interactions with several significant men helped to propel me into (further) action, to push forward...  to continue writing.

The affects that both Bendeleh and Bramwell have had on me are absolutely inexplicable for me – in any amount of words.  They’ve inspired, encouraged, and believed in me.  They’ve helped to reawaken what lay dormant within me for an unspeakable, unacceptable amount of time.  I will be eternally grateful to them both for helping me to recognize and remember what has been within me all along.  I extend my heart to both of them for forever etching themselves within me – their thoughts, their theories, their ideologies, their spirits, their hearts, and who they are.

Mike has been the inspiration for my romantic poetry in the past six years.  He has touched my heart and soul in places that can’t otherwise be touched and in ways that are absolutely immeasurable.  It is because of him that my heart sings and my poetic keyboard dances.