Nobody makes me smile like you do, Bud!

Meanwhile, back at the ranch…been holding you in my heart every minute, sweet-heart, and meant to write sooner, but took a bit of a tumble. No, not in stocks. Upside the head. Put a little sense back in to me, though. Made me think of those sine waves. Divergence, intersection. See, that’s another thing I love about you, Bud. You’re so accepting. Of so many parts of me. My chatterboxlessness. My formality at times. Even my bible-thumping. That quote was from Reverend Whiteman, remember? The service your dad snoozed through? Maybe if he’d heeded a little, he might not have gone so far south. It’s comforting to know you’d never follow in his footsteps, so to speak. Maybe that refreshing understanding, as you say, of mine is only there because I’m not without my own black spells. There’s plenty about life that throws me off. From mothers who eat their young to drivers who speed up to the back of a semi and then wanna cut in. But then I remember that’s just old Mister In-Between on the hunt. And as long as I have my ever magnificent, sexy you beast, he’ll never catch me. That’s why the intersection. To spread that joy. So gloom doesn’t get you either. And because, you, and only you, babe, make the heavens come alive.


Funny the way that I feel now
Can't keep my feet on the ground
Everything seems unreal now
When you're not around…

Daydream, why do you haunt me so
Deep in a rosy glow
The face of my love you show

Daydream, I walk along on air
Building a castle there
For me and my love to share

Don’t know the time, lordy
I’m in a daze
Sun in the sky, while I moon around, feeling, hazy

Daydream, don’t break my reverie
Until I find that he,
Is daydreaming just like me


Billy Strayhorn


PS, darlin' – why would I ever need to ask what you’re thinking, when I already know?

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