When to say "I love you" is an easy question.
To answer it, let me quote what my wish for every woman is:

"May you find the man who is wise enough to know how you enhance his life; brave enough to show & tell you he loves you daily; and strong enough to stay and hold you until you are done crying!"

I am that man to the love of my life Catherine, so saying "I love you" was renewed with each new connection we make in our relationship.

Hope this helped!

Dann G.J. Denis

Day after day I think of her,
the angel of my life.
the one who holds my heart in hand,
and guards it from all strife.

The one who knows I sleep alone,
beside an empty space.
where I long for the scent of her perfume,
and to see her smiling face.

The one who knows I dream a dream,
of holding her at night.
where passions and desires meet,
'til the break of morning's light.

The one who knows I long for her,
and the strength we'll be as one.
as we face unknown storms of life,
'til the clouds reveal the sun.

I think, I sleep, I dream, I long,
for all that you have read.
I live by the hope of an answered prayer,
and the truth inside my head.

I do not lack in courage,
in spirit, nor in faith.
I do not doubt the simple fact,
of who led me to this place.

How long she'll be, I do not know,
or how long I must wait.
but here is where I was told to be,
'til she walks through Heaven's Gate.

Dann G.J. Denis May 26th, 2005

Home is not a building,
if you think outside the box.
It's not place made out of wood,
of bricks, or even rocks.

Home is not four equal walls,
each filled with memories.
Nor is home a place to sleep,
or store the groceries.

Home is not a concept,
to think so is a lie.
It's not a place where people live,
until the day they die.

To have one is a blessing,
of this I have no doubt.
But think of what home really is,
and what it's all about!

Home is the arms of the woman,
who holds you tenderly.
who freely gives her love to share,
so un-conditionally.

Home is the way she makes you feel,
when your day of work is done.
It's the pounding deep inside your chest,
that tells you she's the one.

Home is every moment spent,
treating her like a queen.
It's why you tell her she's the only one,
who will ever fill your dreams.

Don't hold back kind words of praise,
or tears of joy you feel.
Show her what she means to you,
and why your love is real.

Listen to her when she cries,
and hold her 'til she's through.
Cherish those sweet moments friend,
'cause they will strengthen you.

I know these words sound awkward,
and may not make much sense.
But trust me it's a lesson learned,
and why I seem so tense.

The reason that I wrote this poem,
is simple, plain, and true.
Only a few will understand,
and know what they must do.

When I awake each morning,
to this empty life, alone.
I see how much I wish I had,
a home to call my own!

Originally written May 29th, 2005
Dann G.J. Denis
Karmaklutz

Little Johnny is sitting in class one day and puts up his hand saying,"Yo! Teach...I gotta go piss!"
Teacher says'" We DON'T Talk like that in this class young man! Now use the appropriate word and i'll let you go!"
Johnny gets that "deer in the headlight look" and asks what the right word is.
"Urinate!" says the teacher.

Johnny sits there thinking for four minutes then puts up his hand again. Teacher notices and asks if he can use the right word now, to which he says "Yes!"

"okay, let me hear it!" she says to Johnny.

"Okay, right now urinate, but if you had bigger tits you'd be a ten! - can I go piss now?"