from him to me; found on my facebook timeline this morning:
How do I get myself into these things.
(here is a bit of impromptu writing from me to you)
We've been apart so long, I lay my head to pillow last night thinking of you. In the bluest depths of my slumber, where my brain tries to make sense of the whole of me, I dreamt this dream. I was in a hot house of flowers and the beauty of the cacophony of smells assailing my palate suddenly became insanely clear. There was the simple sweetness of the honeysuckle, the rich deep aroma of the rose, the fair pure fragrance of the cherry blossom, and last the complex almost too sweet wafting of the lily. I awoke with a smile of deeply passionate joy. All this simply from remembering the smell of your neck when we embraced. I cannot wait to challenge the day and be done with it for it not only brings me one day closer to our reunion, but it brings me to tonight. Tonight I shall lie down with the thought of the tender touch of your sweet lips, to see where my dreams take me.
(here is a bit of impromptu writing from me to you)
We've been apart so long, I lay my head to pillow last night thinking of you. In the bluest depths of my slumber, where my brain tries to make sense of the whole of me, I dreamt this dream. I was in a hot house of flowers and the beauty of the cacophony of smells assailing my palate suddenly became insanely clear. There was the simple sweetness of the honeysuckle, the rich deep aroma of the rose, the fair pure fragrance of the cherry blossom, and last the complex almost too sweet wafting of the lily. I awoke with a smile of deeply passionate joy. All this simply from remembering the smell of your neck when we embraced. I cannot wait to challenge the day and be done with it for it not only brings me one day closer to our reunion, but it brings me to tonight. Tonight I shall lie down with the thought of the tender touch of your sweet lips, to see where my dreams take me.