I wish you were here, or I were there, to hold you close, to hear you speak in person, to feel your warm soft breath on my neck, see your eyes in candlelight, to watch the fabric fall from your smooth silky flesh, to know yours is that last voice I hear at night and soon, the first in the morning light.

When I saw this at the old Museum of the Moving Image by the Waterloo Bridge, there were only 5 of us, at the end we were all in tears, we stood outside looking over the Thames and talked. We were an Analyst, a Diesel Fitter, a Boutique Manager, a Waitress, and an American DJ with nothing in common all brought together by a silent film about unconditional love, sacrifice and giving.

"What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined... to strengthen each other... to be at one with each other in silent unspeakable memories" - George Eliot