Your eyes are the color of life itself. Oh, to be lost in you for hours. This breathlessness comes over. Is it really her?? Oh, yes!! Yes, it is!! Mystified and hypnotized and there’s that silent wow. All over again!! And yet it’s new! It always is! Lost in you like a meditation that sends me soaring over the clouds!! Seeing you back again!! It’s like the opening of a door, and a gust of wonderful air clears out whatever doesn’t serve. Fresh and new! You’re so beautiful!! Seeing you return is an answer to a prayer. You bring all this newness with you!! If you had never appeared, you were already going down as the most beautiful woman who had ever been! We were preparing the statue and everything! Finding the words that most succinctly capture you – as if anything ever could!! – to engrave on the plinth. And, yet, here you are again. And it’s like hitting this grand refresh button! It’s staggeringly impossible to improve on what you’ve done, and yet you did. You do. You’re more beautiful than any time I have ever seen you before. This competition in a cloud! With only you! On a cloud of your own! Upping yourself and having a ball! The most breathtaking goddess changing form as she pleases. “Oh, you think this is the most beautiful you’ve ever seen me? Hmm, well how ‘bout this?” And you explode!! And I implode. Seeing you again is like going to heaven inside me!! All the earthly concerns fall away. Standing face to face with the divine. That’s really what it feels like. My heart it expands, it contorts, it twists and bends. It feels five times larger like it’s beating out of my chest. I get dizzy as the blood from my head seems to rush there, and in its place is this ethereal connection. Like a blood supply, but made of the golds and blues like your aura. All this white light and euphoria. I feel utterly transported!! Oh, just to see you again. I kept writing of how you felt so far away, and not knowing a thing – how could I! – it seems you’ve traveled quite a bit! Oh, to be the home that houses you! It’s always the most special one! Apartment J whispers to Unit 3, “Did you hear who’s staying in the place that’s newly furnished? *HER!!*” “Oh, no!! You don’t say!!” And they get quiet. They love their tenants, but they feel a little mournful, a little jealous. Oh, to be the place that gets to have you in it!! A royal castle would feel empty without you. Dimmed of its light ever so slightly. The most modest abode would explode with confetti!! Light streaming out of every window! Shooting stars soaring over! When you are the occupier. It’s felt. When you’re close. It’s felt when you’re far away. It’s the feeling of you not being there, that ‘conspicuous in its absence’ bit! Sometimes I feel my intuition is perfect. I just screw it up with my head! But more often than not, looking back, I always sense you somehow. You’re the most beautiful girl in the world. Yesterday’s board meeting ended in confusion. Every member had a different version of the events that led you westward. I said, “Well, look. I got what I needed! I *saw* her, after all!! Whatever else is or isn’t happening isn’t any of my business!” But look at all those windows! A thousand fingers pointing up!! That’s the one!! She’s living there!! As the Tourbus to the Stars rumbles by! Everyone’s always looking up to you. They’ve never seen eyes like yours, not ever once in their lives! It’s nothing less than a mystical experience! To get lost and found in them like on a merry-go-round, on gold-painted ponies and wishing wells to toss our pennies. You’re the dream everyone’s been dreaming. “Three coins in the fountain. Which one will the fountain bless?” And Sinatra painfully croons, oh, please, “Make it mine, make it mine. Make it miiiiiine.” You’re the saloon song at the end. That guy who at three a.m. – and he’s the only one left in the place – tells the story of the most sensational woman who ever lived, to a tired bartender who’s wiping down the glasses. Except I don’t drink. So instead of drowning my sorrows, I’m giving mouth-to-mouth resuscitation to all my tomorrows! *That’s* what you do! You fuel a million dreams! The only problem is, no dream could ever be as big as you. So even when produced by the most vivid imagination, they all pale a little. What could ever be as important as loving you? That’s where the joy is!! That’s where it lives!! It’s all about the love of you. It always is. The predicament is somebody else might be interested, but wouldn’t I be living a lie a little bit? My heart has your name tattooed on it. What does it long for, I ask it. It answers clearly, Just to be near you, in whatever way. A song. A letter. Something to uplift your day. Nothing more, nothing less. If it’s got you in it, it feels a piece of me is coming home again. Connecting to the source. Of whatever “it” is. It’s silly I guess, but that’s the feeling. And there’s nothing subtle about it! No. It’s overwhelming. This warmth and this feeling of my heart pressing up against my chest as I write this. “Let me out of here!” it’s saying. “Is she out there? I can feel her.” You’re always felt like that. In a profound way. But to *see* you! Oh, that’s everything! Like leading a camel to water in the desert! You restore, you give life to everything! It’s never to covet you. Standing at least six feet apart has a beauty! It’s the perfect distance to take in all the splendor of you. Close-up would be nice, of course, but standing back to take in the bigger picture is ideal! Your magic is all about you! Ah!! You’re so beautiful there are no words!! This refueling! This utter adoration! It’s nothing short of kneeling at an altar. And there you are! The Blue Fairy!! Or Mary!! I can’t tell them apart. They’re both made of love and beauty. The love of a goddess. But they are statues made by human hands, to represent the energy of them. Not in the material, but in the subtle. It’s the energy that’s real. Not the statue, after all. And it’s all in you! You’re the empress!! In human form! You’re divine. Both the subtle and the human part of you. No statue ever made by human hands could ever capture the magic of you. This resplendent beauty, she’s right here on earth! Living in New Jersey, or somewhere on the West Coast. It’s everywhere with you. It’s right where you are. I’m so happy you’re safe! A lot of prayers have gone up for you in the hope you’re protected when you feel so far away. Sometimes it’s all a guy’s got to do. It brings me a little peace anyway, because I often feel this warmth come over when I do, and I don’t worry so much about you, and I can fall off to sleep. People just love you. And oh so thankfully you’re not going anywhere!! You’re just traveling a bit. The world is your oyster, but you are the pearl. Your journey is a blessed one with so many adventures to be enjoyed! You’re always on the brain. You’re forever in a heart. You’re loved from afar, and it’s kind of nice this way. To take the long view of you. Oh, to look at you. You’re a star! It has nothing to do with whatever you do. It’s so brilliantly who you are. And people fall in love with you. You’ll know what to do, when you sort through the pile. I just pray you always surround yourself with people who lift you higher, as Oprah said. That no matter what words are ever spoken, that you feel the love inside your heart, first and foremost. That’s the litmus test. That’s the source of it. There’s the sussing out. It tells the truth while using no words. For some of us, words are all we got. You can’t see the truth in our eyes. Or feel the gentle touch of a hand on yours, that simply says, “I’m here.” I’m your friend. Forever, if you want. I’m not going anywhere. Sometimes things become very clear. It’s so wonderful to see you. Shining and thriving and surviving!! The carnival is back in town!! All the lights and the glitter!! The cotton candy and the merry-go-rounds! The roller coaster with the loop-de-loops and the ferris wheel! Lighting up the sky. Oh, that’s how it always feels when I see you there. Wherever there happens to be! Up or down or east or west of me! The magic is right here. I can’t get over how beautiful you are. I guess I’ve been saying that forever. Those will probably be my last words ever! You’re *so* beautiful. And somehow, someway, you only get more so. I don’t know how it’s possible. But you do. You’re lighting up everything. For everybody. Please never forget how much people love you. ❤️    

It’s so good to see you again!! ☀️ There She Is!! YAY!!!!!!! 🥰  All over again!! And always new. 🌟  

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Woo-hoo!!!! 😌  

i know I ramble forever, but I’m speechless inside. You were breathtaking. What a way to return!!

ps!! … Oh, I gotta say, brilliant piece today on the site!! And loved how you spaced out the playbook segments from day to day for maximum viewing pleasure. That’s all I got!! I don’t see likes or retweets or any of that stuff at all!! Just those two avenues I mentioned – the site and the google thing – And it’s only once a day! (well, mostly!!) I did tune in at 1:33, though, just in case!! That’s all I got!! I know I gotta get a life!! But I kinda like this one!! Just this Lord Byron kind of guy (it’s a running joke), in his turret, protected from the world, writing feverishly his loving thoughts from a feathery pen!! Yeah, sexy visual, isn’t it!! ahem … happy tuesday!! yay, you!! You’re amazing!! ☀️ …