vignettes of love

how is it ...

how is it…

He sat silently

watching her as she read

He never expected

to find love

at his age

especially

with a woman

so young,

so beautiful,

so perfect

She glanced up

from her book

and smiled,

“What is it, baby?”

she asked

A tear came to his eye

“How is it that someone

as young

and beautiful

can love someone

like me?”

She lay the book

on the couch

“You are the most wonderful man

I have ever met.

Yo know me better than anyone

ever has, in my life.

You know what I am thinking,

what I am feeling,

even before I do”

She got up from the couch

and

began walking to him

“You treat me like a queen,

make me feel beautiful,

bring out the woman in me,

like no man ever has”

She straddled his legs

and

sat on his lap,

her hands on the back of his neck,

staring into his eyes.

“You are handsome,

sexy,

patient,

loving, 

caring, 

funny,

and

I am absolutely

crazy about you”

She kissed him gently

on the lips, 

her eyes

never leaving his

“I love you more

than I have ever loved

anyone

in my life”

She wiped the tears

from his eyes

“And believe me,

my lover,

I am the lucky one

and

I remind myself of that

every day”

She kissed him again

and

lay against his chest

“I love you, baby”

She sighed deeply

“Now,

ask me again,

why I love you”

November 13, 2014