Angel

Precious Universe,

I met someone God hand molded and spoke the breath of True Life into; creating this perfect Angel that now walks among us.  Our paths have crossed despite oceans and earths.  I wanted to thank you for her friendship and our connection.

I consider our last date, our official first (after our first meeting); and it could not have been more ideal, intelligent, romantic, relaxing, and intense…all while we just got to know each other better, in ways like why a woman needs over fifty purses, shoes and the like, and yet how did I manage to have a favorite handbag and shoe designer, but then again I love my Roberto Cavallli and Prada Sunglasses.  I like pretty feet.  She has them.  I like long hair to play in.  Her long brown tresses are soft and amazing.  But when we opened herself up to sharing in my playlist of music, songs that remind me of her, I was impressed, and thrilled that she reciprocated with an awesome classic-looking chick Imelda May.  A bluesy, melodic, sultry voice over live instrumentation, new discovery referral, which I always find so fricken’ cool.   Who really wants to, has the time to (btw impossible) go looking through every cd for the gems that move and rock us? 

It was natural to be with her.  It’s so not about sex- but her ways, little subtle ones, how she doesn’t let me get blind-sided by holding back info, the fact that Vickies get almost as much attention from her as they would from me.  I like smart.  She’s crazy smart and has a great sense of humor.  It is simply the nearness of her (as that song from Nora Jones).  And it’s her laid-back style that’s exactly what I need in my world right now.  I must admit, she’s getting the amp’d up J, when I am usually the calm one.  But I hope she loved the time we shared as much as I did.  I can’t wait until we have more, and what treasures our next date hides.  Well hides would be the wrong word, especially since we have quickly established honest, upfront communication.  As per my Code, I really can’t waste time with trivialities like that.

This friendship reminds me of that piece I posted called ‘If I’m Feelin’ You’ a month or so ago.  She is at the helms and I am enjoying our long walks in her gardens.

Remember back when you where a teenager sneaking on the phone & talking low all night?  I am that teenager right now.  I’m crushing ya’ll!  Help me -J :D

P.S. May my bbg never feel lost again, not even for a moment.