FOR VALERIE Your words expanded my mind to places I never knew existed. Your smile never failed to send a warm flood of calmness into my soul. Your touch echoed an unparalled grace that only you could possess. Your beautiful image has invaded my heart, staking claim to a piece you will eternally own. The thirteen months that you blessed me with is a gift that I will never stop appreciating. Your impact on my life is so immense, I feel thankful every morning when I wake up and think of you. It doesn't matter how many years go by until we reunite in another plane of existence. All I have to do now is close my eyes, and I see your beautiful spirit beside me. Thank you Val, for each treasured moment engraved into my memory. You will continue to light up my life every day that the sun rises. Adam |
WORDS FOR VAL |
Please feel free to send me (Val's Dad) any of your "Words for Val" for inclusion on this page. |
Her fire required more oxygen than is available to this world, her flame had to burn out here on this earth. She had to move where her existance, her creations, thoughts, and processes, intuitions, a simple smile could be sustained. She was too intense for this reality. The axis of nature and originality has changed. The orbit of love and purity within the mind has been altered with the moving of this magnet. The gravity of her beautiful thoughts has left this world forever changed, to move now on a different path. Rice Krispy |
Her abstract thoughtfulness, use as a filter for your journey, and always remember that whatever tempers your soul must be of equal strength. Because a grain of salt passed through a vision of her, a grain of salt meant for crystallization of cynicism, would instead transform into a jewel. Use this jewel from her, use it as a prism to reflect her most beautiful traits and aspirations of creativity and fertility of thought, use it to reflect from yourself, reflect what you have experienced from her. Reflect all that is beautiful of her upon those whose paths you will cross. Use her eternal affectance upon you as an enzyme for soul change, your own and others. Create change, create new waves of communication, new platforms for love. She would have wished it. Keep her image as a picture of serenity, a calming flow of assurance, so that when your breath stops, when physicality is not an option, you will again be able to touch her, feel the presence of her breath. I will remember, always remember her, and keep it fictionalized and factualized, based always in truth, belief, and or truth of belief. And I will always believe. Because losing belief in everything that is her will stray me from the path that leads to her once again, in the beauty of the future. I love you Val...see you later anthony |
To Valerie, Lost in Your Garden I could get lost in your room, In the madness of love poems, beaded necklaces, and photos of your youth. I could melt into your crayon writing sealed on your wall, "I'm jaded by sunsets". And with nobody around, Your room could be my Garden. I could spend years in there, Relishing old times, our new experiences- Taking photos of me smelling your Flower lamp, Writing notes to each other on waitress' order forms when I couldn't speak, Putting on our bikini tops so we could take a bike ride and end up in a pool. I'm going to borrow your Henry Miller Reader, If you don't mind, And I'll come back to your room in two weeks and Borrow one of your Huxleys. Perhaps I'll enjoy the Garden even in my own room. Lisa |
..To Val... Even though we only met a few years ago,, Only a few days knowing each other, But it seems like just yeaterday, ..I can only say a few words only... I will remember you, Val...as a friend...a close friend.. You will always be in my heart!! Love you!! From a friend back in Malaysia Fairuz Nuraini |
Tiffany's tattoo, drawn by Amy K. |
My Best Friend You and your glittering eyes-- I remember the sparkles of those two gems I can almost taste of particles of Your sweet candy fragrance. You always had lollipops in your Pockets. Your body seemed to flow places, Moving simultaneously with the music Beating, Pumping through your veins. Your elastic smile bounced Onto my lips, Making me smile. Reminiscing about French cafes, Parliament Lights, and coffee Was our serotonin rush. This is my best friend. Lisa |