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.