If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were lov’d by wife, then thee; If ever wife was happy in a man,

Purity once had a name, And beauty once had a face. Life once had a meaning, And once I was safe. Once there was freedom,

A warm sensation fills my body My heart races with every touch The softness of your voice soothes My soul As I lay there hoping

To my dear old brother, whom I love; See here