8:208) Katherine Blanke (KAT) 27-MAY-98 22:49

There's a connection there I never thought I'd have with anyone else. He's two in one body and still nowhere near perfection. But, somehow, I love him. When I tickle him playfully, his face turns a rosy pink around the cheeks and he grins this broad stroke of a grin across his face that he hides from everyone else...he always asks me why I tickle him, because to him it's pure torture, and I always answer 'because you look so cute when I do.' But secretly, it's to unearth that smile from where he keeps it buried. He fights to tickle me back, but I hold his arms down and then he gets exasperated and tells me I'm too strong, which I love. Normally, I doubt any guy would admit to being weaker than a girl, especially his girlfriend. But this is only one of the few things he admits to me. Trying to see into his mind is like peeking through the keyhole of a locked closet and only seeing a few rays of light coming from the keyhole. It can hurt that I tell him everything, I unlock the chest of my mind and pour forth my jewels and gold, the treasure of my deepest thoughts and he doesn't blink at the brightness nor seem enraptured. And I have to push and twist at the knob of his mouth to get him to release even the smallest private thought. But, somehow, I love him.

@!KAT