the beautiful conversation
July 8th, 2010she just made every other woman irrelevant. She just made every conversation heaven sent. She made me sit up and take notice. I’m paying attention. It’s the subtle details in the things you tell me. I’m holding on to the words. Pay attention to the words. Ignore the beauty. This is the most beautiful conversation ever! When we speak, We speak of the future. Never will she Speak of the past and her past Relations…..She’s Passed that. It’s too early in this to speak of love, But to late to turn back. Words so soft as silk that tickle the tunnel of my ear, to the drum. I hear you! I feel your words….I’m sprung! Using my whenever minutes to hear you talk about whatever. I don’t care what the topic is. Spending hours on the phone. Night turns to day, Still we chirp like the birds in the trees as the sun rise’s. I don’t want to hang up. She educates me about things I never knew. I give her a new world view. We grow stronger. Our conversation gets deeper. Secrets are shared. The skeletons in our closets see the light of day. I’m closer to you than skin. Pigment in. Bone marrow deep. I trust her with my life. We are best friends. She knows my ATM pin, But wouldn’t spend a dime. She can have it all in due time. I never felt like this. But than again I never met a woman that speaks directly to me. Every word to me. She looks into my soul instead of looking right thru me. Speaks directly to my heart, instead of talking at me. GOD SHE MAKES ME HAPPY! Our conversations go from serious to silly to sappy. Lengthy and lustful. My voice gets deeper when she giggles. My voice gets deeper when I mention how she looks in that blue sun dress. I love how she knows i’m bitting my lip when I say it. “stop licking them lips” she would say. “lick them for me” I reply. I love when she give’s me that moan of approval. She waits for my grunt of aggression. Our tell signs of affection. All I want to hear is you in my ear. I DON’T CARE WHAT THE WORLD HAS TO SAY…just you! She Beautiful, and her conversation. GOD, let her never stop talking to me.












I’m sure I will have many favorites, but right now this is it. I know this feeling all too well………