le futur

Quand je pense au futur, je deviens un optimiste peureux... est-ce que ça se dit en français?  Le chemin me semble difficile, sans aucune doute. Je me demande si nous serons capable de franchir les obstacles et les difficulté; d'amener nos familles... oui, les familles... grosse question.  Il n'y a rien qui est aussi important que la famille. 

Je me questionnes chaque jour.  Les reponses ne sont pas toujours claires. 

Mais je sais que je t'aime, ma beauté

les matins

Ne sont pas aussi beaux sans toi.

Mais je t'aime toujours, ma beauté.

Une discussion imaginaire avec ma beauté

Je suis allé pour une marche dans les bois ce matin, tout seul.

Tranquille, mais je me sentais le froid.

Nous avons eu une belle discussion, et on s'est tenu par la main (meme dans ton absence) et j'ai fait le début d'une liste des choses que je veux faire avec toi...  y inclus et dans aucune ordre particulier...

1. Ameliorer mon français écrit;
2. L'amour dans mon lit;
3. Etre avec toi dans tes moments les plus difficiles;
4. Parler avec toi parce que finalement j'ai la connaissance de quelqu'une a la quelle je peux confier mon coeur;
5. Chercher tes conseils comment ameliorer mes compétences en tant que père;
6. Un repas et la vaiselle; 
7. L'amour dans ton lit;
8. Planifier des voyages à deux et eventuellement en famille;
9. L'amour dans notre lit

Ce n'est qu'un début... main déjà mon français s'ameliore....

Je t'aime beauté.

what you do to me

Beauté, je t'aime.  Et dès maintenant, je t'appelle Delilah.

Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it's my disguise
I'm by your side

Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me

Flirt

J'adore flirté avec toi.  Te donné un bec, glissé ta main dans la mienne...

Le mot marche aussi bien en francais qu'on anglais...


Flirtation
 
After all, there’s no need

to say anything

at first. An orange, peeled

and quartered, flares

like a tulip on a wedgewood plate

Anything can happen.

Outside the sun

has rolled up her rugs

and night strewn salt

across the sky. My heart

is humming a tune

I haven’t heard in years!

Quiet’s cool flesh—

let’s sniff and eat it.

There are ways

to make of the moment

a topiary

so the pleasure’s in

walking through.

Rita Dove

photograph

One day, I will take your picture.    It seems like so long we have know each other, but i have, perhaps, two pictures of you.   And so I carry an image of you in my head.  And that same image by my heart.  

Several images, to be more truthful.  Snapshots of you walking towards me.... your head around the door.. ahead of me in street... with chopstick in your hands... And there are memories of sound.  More than anyone else, memories of sound.  Your voice... your breath... and your footsteps. 

But one day, i will take you photograph and i will treasure each picture.


These things bring you close when you are far away. 
Je t'aime, beauté

I missed you

Just that.

I missed you.

I much prefer the days I see you.  The sun is warmer, the air is fresher, and life is just better.

Tomorrow.

Posted

I was hiking this afternoon and we came to a cafe in the hills.  There is a pad of paper and a pen for leaving a note which you can post in the porch of the cafe. 

Everyone can read the notes, and but you will never know who wrote the notes, or for whom they were written.

I could not resist.

Je t'aime, beauté

tes levres

are softest i have ever felt.


I used to try to remember how deep, soft, intimate kisses felt.  But as i kissed you the first time, i realized that i have never truly kissed anyone like that before.  I was not that i missed kissing some  i loved, it is that i am not sure that i ever had.

Secure

Last week, when you told me you were annoyed, it felt ok.  I was sorry that i had annoyed you, but i felt strangely secure that you could tell me that, and that i could respond without feeling insecure.

How beautifully odd.  Being with some one who can leave you feeling secure even when you did not quite meet them where you needed to meet them.  That security leaves me able to try to meet that need. 

Maybe it is not odd.  Maybe it is one of the many things that has been missing.

Je t'aime, beauté.  Mais vraiment - vachement - je t'aime quand je temoigne la beauté de ton âme lors des moments comme ca.

par la main

Le plaisir de tenir ta main dans la mienne.  La fin de semaine, nous nous sommes promenés ensembles, juste quelques minutes, nous doigts ensemble. 

And then i found this poem... just seemed to fit in a blog with the title it has...

Because you’re Beautiful
This poem’s addressed
To you
Because you’re beautiful
No matter what
You do
Because you’re beautiful
The sun rises
Every day
Because you’re beautiful
The mist shrouds a
Dreamy day
Because you’re beautiful
A blossom blooms and holds
Its scent
Because you’re beautiful
Songs sung in your heart
Are meant
Because you’re beautiful
Reflections shine
And glint
Because you’re beautiful
Poems are written
Heaven sent
Because you are beautiful
This is all that this
Poem’s said
Just in case you may have
Any doubt
This poem's heaven sent
To tell you
You are beautiful
And that is what this poem
Is about.


David Taylor

I bought you a chocolate bar and cup of tea.

I loved sharing the Aero bar with you today.  I have never seen you eat a chocolate bar before but you did so with restraint and grace, but with that mischievous smile that runs to the edge of lips and hides the corners of your mouth.

And then I found this poem. It made laugh, so here it is for you

Chocolate Pleasure

Will you,Eat me; eat me, please, like A piece, of Reese's Pieces, chocolate pleasure, I melt in your mouth, I am that Kit-Kat, who will satisfy, your whatchamacallit, to make the Skor, on Your Nutroll, and go nutritiously, nutrageous, over my babyruth, for you are, that mounds, of full almond joy.

-Carma Joy

mieux

nous pouvons faire mieux.  pour nous.  pour ceux qu'on aime.


* * * * * *

We spooke today on the phone.  en francais pour assurer que les autres chez moi ne comprennent pas, cependant j'espère qu'ils comprennent un jour.   I felt helpless that i could not hold you right then.  I know that you hurt, and that i hurt, and that if we had been able to hold each other right then.... life would be better.

But i will kiss you tomorrow and for the moment, that is enough because it is all that i can have.

Je t'aime, beauté.

it all falls away

Your arms. 
Around me. 
And it all falls away. 

Every worry.
Every care.
Washed away.

And i needed that today, more than ever

The fall

I hiked for hours in the woods today.  The leaves were spectacular, and though there were rather a lot of people there, i found moments were i was alone.  I could stop, put my hand to ground and inhale the damp softness of  the forest in fall. It was some of the only peace i have found in recent weeks. 

As much as i enjoyed being alone, i missed you. 

 What i would have given to feel your fingers entwined with mine, to share the warmth of the fall sun with you.

Je t'aime, beauté... les couleurs d'automne ne se comparent pas à tes yeux. 

Longing.

When i lie down and start to drift off, i usually imagine curling up beside you. 

I remember that first night, quand tu m'a appris "chatouiller" Now i cannot hear that word without thinking of you, of my hand drifting across the small of your back.

And in those afternoons when we do lie with each other, i whisper chatouiller when you start to drift away, just like it is a spell that will keep us close.

Longing

Come to me in my dreams, and then

By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times,
A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world, and be
As kind to others as to me!

Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth,
And part my hair, and kiss my brow,
And say, My love why sufferest thou?

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

You see, apparently a fellow named Matthew Arnold had a similar experience.

Like a rock

we made love this afternoon in your car.

It was hungry, demanding, salacious sex. 

You pulled off your clothes until you were completely naked, and said you hoped no one would walk by.  Holding you, with your skin against mine, your sweat running down my chest, you were so close.

i have never wanted some one so much, and been so happy to give myself at the same time.

Je t'aime, beauté.

you should be able to express an idea in 10 words or less

I wrote some of the reasons I love you on post-it notes.  You replied with your own notes.  People walked by and all they saw were two colleagues exchanging notes.

I keep those notes for a rainy day.

Pourquoi je t'aime?

Une très belle question.  Peut-être aussi belle que toi.

Je t'aime parce que nous sommes arrivés à la même place dans la vie au même moment
.  Les enfants, les amours, la soif pour la passion, le faim pour quel qu'un qui peux nous completer.

I love your kindness and your light, especially when you talk about your children.  I love your strength, and your warmth when you hold me.  I love your optimism and your faith.

And your kisses.  I could disappear in those kisses.   I have never felt that before.  Not through years of high school, university and a marriage.  I had to pass through all of that to find you.

I am not sure this poetic.  But it`s me.  And I love you.

at first

I could hardly breathe.

I don' t think you knew I was there.