The spring has finally come to New York City. The signs that it is here are flowers are blooming and the trees that were bare and brown and green and lush. And the fashionistas are and about in the city. Just like any other spring here in ny. But this year, spring has brought me something special. Someone special is coming here. "Thumper" is coming here to NY. Her sister passed away last year and we were introduced by her. The time that we spent together that night talking and having thoughts about each other in the same place. Her sister is having her ashes scattered in Central Park. In a place that her sister told me to take pictures of. I have sent copies of the “castle” to “Thumper” and she liked them. The ceremony is the day after my birthday. “Thumper’s flight gets to Ny the day before my birthday (May 16th at 4:30pm). I can’t wait to look at the face that I have missed over these many months. And that I would have to wait until August when she comes to NY for business. She found out about wake for her sister, we both have been counting the days until she gets here. We have promises to do “things” to each other. The times that spend online at night and sometimes during the day have funny, silly, passionate, and very romantic. When I tell her that she “talks too much” and I offer to “shut her moist wet mouth for her” that means I should be kissing her.
I love to say that to her. The idea of her here in NY, just thrills me to no end. I have seen her since the last time said goodbye to her and made her laugh out. She has sent me a box of goodies and the goodies that like and we can share when she gets here. The oatmeal raisin cookies that she put in the box of goodies were so good that I could have eaten the whole bag. She gives great goodies. I want to spend the first five minutes that she is here just holding her, feeling her body next to mine. I might smile so hard and so big that I think that I will get a cramp in my face. The thought of her in front of me causes to smile very big and very wide. The distance and the time that we have spent apart will vanish the moment that I see her. I not sure what I have going on that day, but I will be there at the airport to see the face, that beautiful face that I have fallen in love with and still am in love with. Even now as I write this I can see that big smile on her face and what a great smile it is. The idea of her and me in the same place at the same time makes the BSH/MSH (Big Smile Here/Major Smile Here) so much bigger. When I call her, I can feel her warmth and her love over the phone. And what a great love that I have for her and she has for me. Each time that I get to spend with her all other sounds stop. Regardless where I am at on the street talking to her on the phone are chatting with her online. All other sounds/noise stops and all I can hear is her voice. When she says “Hi Darling” to me, I picture what she looks like and what she is wearing. When I call her at work, I have a nickname that we came up with, so she knows that it is me calling her. It is the combination of two things one part is hers and the other part is mine. And I bet when she the first of the nickname that she gets a very big smile on her face and I will bet even more that she her smile gets even bigger when she hear my voice. She will be here soon and I can’t wait until I see her. When I see her, I hope that everything will be slow motion just like the second trip to Chicago. From the time that I got off the plane that I was on, everything I did was in slow motion. Time was in slow motion, I was just very excited to be there. Up until then, I had no idea how big was the Chicago Airport was until I said goodbye to “Thumper” and made her laugh one last time before I disappeared into the crowds of people that were there. Since then, we have not stopped talking to each other and I have called her few times since the last time that I saw her face. Less than a week before she gets here and I can hear the excitement in her voice, and I also can hear her love for me and she just wants me to hold her close to me. I will forget my name when I see her or maybe just say nothing and just take her my arms and kiss her gently and deeper. There parts of Ny that she wants to see and I want is to see her. And feel her next to me. I will show her what ever she wants to see. I want to see her face when she talks to me and I make her laugh. Her smile is soft, sultry, happy and it has a “leer” that she hides until she wants you to see it. I have seen it a few times. And the times that I have seen it, always are a surprise and catch me off guard. I get to be a very happy guy the day before, during and the day after my birthday. “Thumper” has asked me what I want for my birthday and I told her that I already got it. Anything else that I get leading up to or after my birthday is something that I suppose have.
Four days to go as I write this. Four days until I see here. I’m just a boy waiting for a girl to come to NY and make my face ache from all of the smiling that I will do when she gets here and she is all mine until her plane takes off.
It’s Sunday May 11th 2008. On A Sunday Afternoon at 4pm.
FOUR DAYS Until She Gets Here And Closer To Me.
My face hurts already from the smiling that I have already done so far.!!!!
I LOVE “THUMPER”!!!!!
I love to say that to her. The idea of her here in NY, just thrills me to no end. I have seen her since the last time said goodbye to her and made her laugh out. She has sent me a box of goodies and the goodies that like and we can share when she gets here. The oatmeal raisin cookies that she put in the box of goodies were so good that I could have eaten the whole bag. She gives great goodies. I want to spend the first five minutes that she is here just holding her, feeling her body next to mine. I might smile so hard and so big that I think that I will get a cramp in my face. The thought of her in front of me causes to smile very big and very wide. The distance and the time that we have spent apart will vanish the moment that I see her. I not sure what I have going on that day, but I will be there at the airport to see the face, that beautiful face that I have fallen in love with and still am in love with. Even now as I write this I can see that big smile on her face and what a great smile it is. The idea of her and me in the same place at the same time makes the BSH/MSH (Big Smile Here/Major Smile Here) so much bigger. When I call her, I can feel her warmth and her love over the phone. And what a great love that I have for her and she has for me. Each time that I get to spend with her all other sounds stop. Regardless where I am at on the street talking to her on the phone are chatting with her online. All other sounds/noise stops and all I can hear is her voice. When she says “Hi Darling” to me, I picture what she looks like and what she is wearing. When I call her at work, I have a nickname that we came up with, so she knows that it is me calling her. It is the combination of two things one part is hers and the other part is mine. And I bet when she the first of the nickname that she gets a very big smile on her face and I will bet even more that she her smile gets even bigger when she hear my voice. She will be here soon and I can’t wait until I see her. When I see her, I hope that everything will be slow motion just like the second trip to Chicago. From the time that I got off the plane that I was on, everything I did was in slow motion. Time was in slow motion, I was just very excited to be there. Up until then, I had no idea how big was the Chicago Airport was until I said goodbye to “Thumper” and made her laugh one last time before I disappeared into the crowds of people that were there. Since then, we have not stopped talking to each other and I have called her few times since the last time that I saw her face. Less than a week before she gets here and I can hear the excitement in her voice, and I also can hear her love for me and she just wants me to hold her close to me. I will forget my name when I see her or maybe just say nothing and just take her my arms and kiss her gently and deeper. There parts of Ny that she wants to see and I want is to see her. And feel her next to me. I will show her what ever she wants to see. I want to see her face when she talks to me and I make her laugh. Her smile is soft, sultry, happy and it has a “leer” that she hides until she wants you to see it. I have seen it a few times. And the times that I have seen it, always are a surprise and catch me off guard. I get to be a very happy guy the day before, during and the day after my birthday. “Thumper” has asked me what I want for my birthday and I told her that I already got it. Anything else that I get leading up to or after my birthday is something that I suppose have.
Four days to go as I write this. Four days until I see here. I’m just a boy waiting for a girl to come to NY and make my face ache from all of the smiling that I will do when she gets here and she is all mine until her plane takes off.
It’s Sunday May 11th 2008. On A Sunday Afternoon at 4pm.
FOUR DAYS Until She Gets Here And Closer To Me.
My face hurts already from the smiling that I have already done so far.!!!!
I LOVE “THUMPER”!!!!!
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