DEAR ............

I have lived all that period dreaming of you, and hoping to meet you. I lived
with your charming specter... talking as if you are if front of me, and when I wake
from these illusions the fact shocks me when I do not see you....

Love is beautiful if built on the basis of truth and frankness, and I do not hope for
a thing in this world except meeting you... and I am sure that you do not want to meet
the heart which is full of your love while it is aching and tortured as a result of this pure love.

I hoping to see you, and hoping that you will write to me about your opinion. And now
goodbye till we meet.


yours
MOHAMED