Dear J, When you are on my mind nothing else matters, nothing. Please don't hold me accountable, but I forgot the bread, forgot to stop by the cleaners, or wound up a half hour late because I waited for the bouquet while the florist arranged it on the spot.
I plead incompetent love. When I do
the foolish instead of the logical, it's
because I was thinking of you instead
of thinking at all. It must seem silly for
a grown up to act like this, yet I am
smitten. I am in a perpetual "Walter Mitty"
haze.
No, I don't want to shake it. I don't need to
be rescued. It is profoundly incompetent
love, and to the unaware I appear vacant,
gazing into neverland, transfixed with
a sudden smile.
With deep and tender affection,
LarryG
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6 comments:
Incompetent love... nothing else matters- beautiful expression of total surrender. Thanks for sharing :)
"No, I don't want to shake it. I don't need to
be rescued. It is profoundly incompetent
love, and to the unaware I appear vacant,
gazing into neverland, transfixed with
a sudden smile."
Gorgeous. Tender. True.
Thrilled to have found your blog. Thrilled you have found mine. Off to read more!
this is the foolishness that makes love so extra special... don't ever let it go!
a beautiful, enchanting, and warm love letter.
warm smiles,
A feeling to savor, Larry! Lovely! :))
Have a wonderful weekend!
I have missed a lot of possible romances on account of incompetence- sigh, that's whatever my diagnosis is this week for you. Also, I don't flirt with the emergency room doctor who is treating my mother, no matter how attractive I find him, I will not hit on him. Call me a prude but that's just how I feel.
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