naked in the rain

left...breathless

Dear Venus,

I'm afraid, too.

I'm afraid that I'm spending my best "running-naked-in-the-rain " years alone.
My body and mind are surging with health and energy.
I'm feeling vital and alive and sexy.
I want to share myself and I want to experience another.
I want to find my someone.
I want to cuddle.
I want to spoon at night
under thick blankets in the winter.
I want someone special to rub aloe
on my summer sunburn.
I want to trust something bigger than me.
I want to feel *us* and know that we have a deeper power when we're together.
I want you to bring magic in my life.

Is that too much to ask?

Will you be my cape?
Give me power and confidence?
Will you run in the rain with me?
Smother me with kisses when I feel ugly?
Will you let me worship every inch of your body.
Will you let me fall in love with every crease and angle on your exquisite form?

Could we abandon together?

Are you afraid of me? Of *us*?
I'm afraid, too.

John

Doesn't that letter just leave you breathless?
Passion has got to be the most powerful feeling,
even next to anger.
I suppose this passion is what we all really want.
A little magic in our lives…a little passion.

I want to dance and move like the leaves
and the branches in swaying trees.
I want to sing like the birds
drinking from dew damped greens.
I want my heart to beat in tune
with the crashing waves.
I want to wake up to each morning
like it's the first time all over again.

"The best and most beautiful things in the world
cannot be seen, nor touched...
but are felt in the heart." - Helen Keller

On the lighter side….
Work has been tedious and boring lately…
what can I say all the exciting projects are winding down.
I am however picking up my new baby on Saturday…finally!
It's been put off and put off for what feels like forever.
I can't wait to take her for a long drive…wow…
heated seats and a CD changer in the trunk.
YAHOOO.

OH, and get this…I have a date
with the loan officer of the guy who's buying my car.
It's that groovy?
He's a cutie and the good thing is
I could totally be a friend of his
if we didn't hit it off romantically.

KEEP YOUR FINGERS CROSSED.

On that note my doggie wants out…so till next time.

nite, nite.