|
|
|
|
| I'm looking for someone to live in the in-betweens with me. At the grocery store together, I can't help but admire the architecture as you stretch for something on a high shelf. As we sit in the living room and read, every so often I will surreptitiously glance at you over my book to marvel at the way your eyes gaze back at mine.. We make dinner together, and oops, I'm so sorry that I brushed up against you as I moved towards the refrigerator. And there's no way I'm not going to check you out as you walk out of the room. And why can't I get the scent of your cologne out of my head? I know when to light the candle and when to blow it out. In the in-betweens with the right person, there is the quiet confidence of a relationship that just fits perfectly. No need to look anywhere else. No need to fill up the day with activities. The in-betweens are full enough. I think of myself as intelligent, compassionate, kind, insightful, and a giving woman with a gentle spirit. I don't take myself too seriously, but I handle carefully the feelings and beliefs of others. I am a big fan of the fall: Let me count the joys of autumn: the distinct crispness of the air that has evicted summer's heat; the heady scent of a wood-fire in the distance; the bounty of fall's harvest (picking apples, drinking cider); the vibrancy of nature's foliage display; the coming promise of Thanksgiving and Christmas . A wise man once said: "The most precious possession that ever comes to a man in this world is a woman's heart." My heart is ready.
|
|
|
|
