I have had the best summer. I cannot recall a better summer in my adult life. It has been full of ups and downs but mostly, it has been sweet and delicious.
This is a great place to let your hair down and relax.
Just don't forget your passport or birth certificate.
For the first time in my adult life, I live alone.
No one to make a mess after I have just cleaned.
No pet to walk or feed or…pet. Just beautiful plants to water (they are bigger now).
If there is a mess in the kitchen, I made it.
No one to eat the last slice of pie (but there's no pie, I'm dieting--sort of). You know what I mean, though.
Yippeeee.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I worry about my daughter and especially about my granddaughter. But, I cannot believe how long a roll of toilet paper lasts. And, the carton of milk froze in the fridge because there hasn’t been anyone standing with the door open for 10 minutes. I don’t have to rush home. I don’t have to buy feminine products, or see any. The list continues.
It is fantastic.
I can get out of bed and not wear a robe…or a gown for that matter.
I have never referred to someone as My Lover. I always thought it cheapened the relationship. It seemed to reduce the intimacy, caring, tenderness, laughter, and delicate knowing to just the physical.
But, I have a new understanding of it now. You have made me see that term “My Lover” as being more than a girlfriend, more than someone with whom I am intimate. Since we are still dating, it’s not easy to find the right chord, the perfect title.
If I base it on how I feel with you, who you are to me, what you mean to me; then, Lover is the perfect title.
A Lover is someone who is patient, giving, tender, and sure. A Lover is in no hurry, there is no race to the finish; the point is the journey—no need to rush. A Lover knows that I need to be fulfilled on different levels. A Lover teases my mind, tantalizes my heart, and still satisfies my body. That is you.
You offer harmony when all I find elsewhere is dissonance. With you, I find peace when all else around me seems a war.
And what can I give? What do I have to offer you?
This body? Yes, time and again, but what then?
This heart that I thought too tarnished until you changed it by simply being yourself? This spirit that is learning to soar again?
Do you want my love?
I have no guarantees, no promises. I can only say that I am true in my desire to get closer to you. There is no sleight of hand, no smoke and mirrors; just a little music, some candlelight and my tender heart holding your tender heart.
I am in no hurry. I am enjoying the journey; have no need to rush. I want to fulfill you on different levels. I want to please your mind, and soul. I want to please your body time and again. I want this relaxed, tender, patient rhythm we have found.
So, to you, Baby, I dedicate Me'Shell NdegeOcello's Love Song #3
my joy happiness no need for doubt you ease my fears you open my heart
i want Love to come lay down beside me i want my Love to come lay down beside me i wanna Kiss the beautiful come lay down beside me i wanna Love i wanna Love
take me to your garden beneath rivers flow take me to your moon and stars we can just swing low come take my hand, listen to the angels sing come take my hand, listen to the angels sing you make me feel beautiful
i want Love to come lay down beside me i want my Love to come lay down beside me i want to Kiss the beautiful come lay down beside me i wanna Love
take you to paradise your Love take you to paradise your Love guides me
take you to paradise your Love take you to paradise your Love guides me
take you to paradise take you to paradise your Love guides me
take you to paradise take you to paradise your Love, your Love
