Monday, October 24, 2005
I see you in the luggage area. You look wonderful, even from this distance. I would love to walk up behind you, cover your eyes with my hands and say "Guess Who", but of course I'd need my stepstool to do that. Still, I could sneak up behind you... perhaps another time. I'd really like to keep my head solidly on my shoulders this weekend.
So I walk up next to you and slip my hand into yours. You turn, and smile. "I've been waiting for your suitcase to show up - and this time you got here before it did."
"Yes, well, I had a good reason to hurry, didn't I?"
You smile down at me and put your arms around me, pulling me close while still watching for my suitcase. "Hey - I'm down here," I exclaim.
"Hush." You lean down and gaze at the off the shoulder top I'm wearing. "Is that supposed to be a hint?" you ask. "Well, perhaps," I reply, "I really do miss feeling your lips there."
"Like this?" you ask, as you reach down to kiss the one spot that always turns my knees to jello.
So I walk up next to you and slip my hand into yours. You turn, and smile. "I've been waiting for your suitcase to show up - and this time you got here before it did."
"Yes, well, I had a good reason to hurry, didn't I?"
You smile down at me and put your arms around me, pulling me close while still watching for my suitcase. "Hey - I'm down here," I exclaim.
"Hush." You lean down and gaze at the off the shoulder top I'm wearing. "Is that supposed to be a hint?" you ask. "Well, perhaps," I reply, "I really do miss feeling your lips there."
"Like this?" you ask, as you reach down to kiss the one spot that always turns my knees to jello.
