V4Veronica's blog

Mon David: Hi. I've read some news about you that's no surprise however, long overdue. Congratulations on more awards. Coming up this summer. Please check out David at: Songwriters Hall Of Fame Announces 2010 Inductees | Pollstar - The Concert Hotwire You are, everything, to me David. The arts have been longing for greatness for sometime... A modern master sent from the music world beyond comprehension.

I wish you would wish a wish for me....that our combined passions could write a song to fill the void of empty sounds with the volume of hearing the message of music written deep in the birth of the quiet of every soul...even the most subtle of noise in the world can sometimes deafen without our knowing how to listen ever so delicately for the guidance directing us to our destiny. Okay, I don't know what just happened here.

To put a page number on this sort of thing, in someone's life...(however, referring to Pg. 149) It goes much deeper then that, I know. Believe in me - That's all I ask, yet something tells me I don't have to ask you, David. "For You My David: Should you ever find yourself gripped by that sudden and overwhelming bond of closure, capturing or surrounding you...Cling to me and trust in my defense and I pledge with all my love to force both heaven and hell to widen there gates beyond your urgency to breathe in tranquility and contentment. Your Veronica." Je T'aime.

Much like my soul without you. I did post something February second, it must not have made it through. Whatever is was, I still feel the same... only deeper and stronger then before. Hey, I'll share what I just wrote on your wall on facebook, in case you don't go there and for those who prefer being here.

I'm unable to sleep right now. As much as I wish to share your joys, as much as I wish to share your pain and sorrow, as much as I wish to share your life and mine... I'm not sure I can share how tormented my soul is right now for having missed the grammy's. You have no idea how much it saddens me. Enough, that tomorrow when the people in my world ask me about seeing you perform, I'll smile and say I fell asleep before I could see you. That's what the world would rather here.

What I meant is, in book form. My hard cover "HitMan" order was at my doorstep when I came home from work. I'm overwhelmed that you could possibly underestimate your "heartthrobability"...Truthfully, I had to force myself to put the book down as I have got nothing done short of reading about you, your life, your candidness about the music industry, the people in your life both personally and professionally. You amaze me David Foster, how can you be blind to that aspect of who you are? Mr. Meticulous about his craft, artform, profession...I understand that completely.

Lost in the details of your face....I happen to notice so many beautiful things about your features... right now, my nose wants to just nuzzle up to yours as they're both perfect (yours and mine) for being close enough to give each other eskimo kisses. Not trying to suggest vanity on either part; yours or mine...maybe my nose just misses being close enough to another nose it can touch and feel those soft, slow, warm, moist breaths of two people sharing such an intimate place together. Hope you don't mind...I know I don't! Smile, Mon David, Je T'aime, 4LYFE, 143-2u2. Veronique.

In every photo, I notice that you are always so engaged in every moment of whatever it is that you are doing. What's not to love about that? It's such a positive message about you...nice to see someone who's such a natural, loving what he does, so present in the moment and not so concerned about the presence of show...the grandeur of Hollywood. I love you David Foster. I should go. You probably have me registered as a stalker for all the love notes and flirtatious, romance filled messages about you, for you, to you. I don't have time for all the work involved in something like that.

I just would love to lay my head on your shoulder right now. The past two weeks have had a few rough spots in them...guess I'm feeling like I just don't want to be strong enough on my own for right now, I'd just like to let myself feel vulnerable a bit too. I'll bet that's not what you want to hear. Or maybe you do. Just glad I came here to let it go. Actually, this little bit of darkness has lead to my writing something deeper, or with a slightly different edge/concept.

The thought of you...mesmerizing! I wish to share that faith of yours that is so strong in the convictions you express in all that you say, do, play, live and breathe. How is it that not only does your faith remain true to you...You never falter in remaining stable through even dark times in your life. Share that with me. I'm asking you. I'd like to cling to you like you cling to that faith. Are you real David Foster? Should you ever fall...Let me clothe you with all the compassion I have and land softly with you.