Apologia pro sua :
It is Given to a Man that he is either fortunate
in Life or fortunate in Love, and very rarely,
both.
The majority of the Poems which are on these pages are about women I, ^Uyraell^, Know and
Love, and thereby count Myself Fortunate in the extreme.
Some are Mine, in the sense that I Hold their Collars.
Others are Mine, in the sense that each
is
Held Dear in My Heart.
Each will tell you she "is nothing special" or
words of similar modest effect and intent.
It may be so in their own eyes but most certainly not in Mine.
Each is beautiful of Soul, Loving of Heart,
Fiercely Passionate, Strong, and deeply Caring...Unique
in her own way...in short:
a beautiful woman that a Man is rightly Proud to Love...
The Poems are My experiences of them
both as Master and as Loving Friend.
^Uyraell^
