Ah!!! That’s her plant! That’s her pillow! That’s her brick wall!! It’s like the old days of Wheel of Fortune when they’d pick out everything in a room at the finale!! “I’ll take the armoire for $2,000!” But in truth that lasts only a few seconds, and all eyes are on you! Ah, it’s so funny! It’s like a layer or filter is removed and it’s more like how you’d appear in real life! And somehow you’re even *more* beautiful!! I don’t know how it’s possible!! We’re so at home with you. And, yes, it’s somewhat self-defeating for the rest of us, when now you’re even *younger* looking than before! And yet it’s your magic that stands the test of time! You’re timeless! It feels like there were all these new expressions! I don’t know how! I had thought I’d seen them all! But there they are! Here you are!! And a guy becomes completely mesmerized! In you! The only thing missing is the velvet rope! When you move out someday, I’d sneak in and buy it! And open the YOUR NAME Museum!! Yes, *SHE* lived here!! And, “for God’s sake, people, don’t touch anything!!” (I’d get a little bitchy seeing someone playing with your pillow! You know what I mean?) It’s all sacrosanct! Others may have backdrops of swimming pools and bookshelves galore! Maybe even a trapeze act going on behind them! But, *you*!!! You don’t need anything!! You’re the star of this show. And you have the world in your hands anyway. You get it yourself! Nobody is motivated like you. And Lord knows there are a million guys in the wings ready to offer you everything they own – and for nothing in return. That’s how much it means – to simply *see* you. You’re that beautiful. You’re that amazing! She’s back in black!! And from her living room!! And the whole world stops to breathe. You’re everything I have ever, ever dreamed. Right on my screen. And why is it so? Oh, damned if I know!! It just *IS*!! It’s always been. You’re starlight! Your perfect face!! There *is* perfection in this world!! You don’t have to tell me! I’ve just seen it!! Hoop earrings that get lost in your hair. Oh, how lucky they are to be hiding in there. “Buy *me*! Buy *me*!” every piece of jewelry screams when you’re seen! They know! They get it! Because their job is to make others look better! But, with you, they can finally relax and take a backseat! You’re *everything* that shines for me. Your softest fiery hair, and the red brick behind you gets lost in it! You put to shame *anything* that would otherwise be an impressive view. All else gets lost behind you! Things that are beautiful on their own, gently bow – demurely so! – when you come into view. You’re everything. Ah! That’s her phone!! Look!! It’s in her hand!! Oh, I wonder if ever – just once!! – my face – my words! – have ever shown up on there! I mean when not calling the police!! Now I know why auctions create such fervor. I never got it – at all! – before you came into view!! “This piece here belonged to *AH! YOUR NAME HERE!! I *SO* WANT TO SAY IT!! Your name sings in my ears!! I can make it rhyme with the most beautiful things! “Do I hear a bid?” “A million dollars!” “That’s insulting! I bid a million plus two!” “Sold to the “THERE SHE IS!!” author at the back of the room! We hear you’re a collector!!” Amen, and roger that!! You collect hearts from here to every wedding altar! Even though no weddings are going on – at least in the traditional manner! You inspire guys to love, and hopefully once they get up there, they’re not thinking of *you!* Unless they’re so lucky you’re the one standing there! That image is too searing and too bright a dream. The thought of it is blinding! But the idea that *somebody* will have that fate – that memory! It seems the world is so unfair. That there can only be one of you, and those who adore you must find comfort in some other way. You have the most beautiful backdrop of all. I can say it with no hesitation! It’s the backdrop that features *You!* And, oh girl, NO ONE can hold a candle to you. I’m sorry for being all excited! But it’s just what you do! I got to *see* you! Today! I mean, that’s what it would be like! To be standing there! In your home! The only thing added would be you joking, “Clean up on Aisle 4!” Another guy who passed out on your floor!! Just to be that close to you! It’s simply unimaginable! “Yeah! *Stop* imagining it!” she says! And I listen to George Michael sing, “The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face” for the 700th time! The way he *feels* it, the way he expresses, the way his lips move. I get it!! I live it. For you. Even the birds are sick of it. But it’s *so* the way it goes. I never felt this way before. And I had heard the song a million times – before!, and all I could add was, “This song is too slow.” But, now I understand. It took you! For me to ever feel this way. Oh, all this magic I missed! But now I got it! I get it! And I’m so happy for it. The having you part? I don’t really get too blue. I’m so much happier – worlds so! – than I ever, ever would have been – if I had never seen you. You’re wonderful. I mean, at the end of the day, what else is there to say? You teach old dogs new tricks. You make us feel young again. Simply because you’re seen. You’re everything I ever dreamed existed, and that dream was raised ten notches. This epic display of fireworks, and yet my heart is serene. Bottoms falling out of floors, over and over, as I said before. And yet I’m more secure than I’ve ever been. It’s solid, it’s sure. Somehow it’s all felt at once! It’s magic! *You’re* magic!! Life is so happy when you’re seen. You’re a vision of loveliness. Painstakingly crafted. So many angels must have worked on you, in preparing you for your entrance. Into this world! This gift to the rest of us. That’s how it feels. And to receive a gift *this* wonderful as you, there simply *must* be gratitude. And I feel so thankful, I do! If you ever wonder, this is how it feels when people see you. You light up Everything! Thank you, a million times over. Oh, never doubt how much you’re loved! It travels in a circle. It’s something so beautiful. It spins, and it never ends. It’s everything you are. This is you, at home. ❤️