It is so much to me to find how natural it feels to be with her. I see the storm swept seas and turbulant gales on the deck of the ship. Good freinds I have found and a lover or two, but there is only one of her.

What the Matron once scolded me for I have found no writings. What a number of ladies here feel is not wrong. Yondalla still loves us, her light shines in us all.

Anticipation as I write the words, seeing her face close to mine as we share another together. Lust sings through me as I am with her and a deep heart healing love.