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You are truly a man after my own heart, Bud Stamper...

July 12 2005 at 11:27 AM
Deanie 


Response to An' Proud of It, Darlin' Deanie!

 
…and you must know , too, ’cuz when you get all preachy on me, I feel just like Jerry Lee sayin’, baby, you knooooowhatilike...bein’ brought down to earth by you, babe, like only you can…sets me to right a-gin somehow, bein’ reminded of the lil’thangs in life an’ all, like, well, like just respirin’ fer instance. Or walkin’. Or hearin’ birdies singin’. Or seein’ – not addin’ ‘from you’ to that one, though, darlin’, ‘cuz you ain’t no lil’thang. You are as far from li'l as far kin git. You is a bone-a-fide miracle.

The thought of which brings me to you must bein’ sidekick, too, sweetheart, ‘cuz that’s ‘x-actly what my mind tells me – I’ma ‘maginatin’ things, an’ I dunno, even if’n you was to be holdin’ my hand all sweet-like a spell I reckon I’d still feel that way an’ y’know why – ‘cuz it’s always had that new but not new ‘nevitable like a fugue feel to it, like fallin’ in a dream and then flyin’…

Yep, ‘darlin’ heart o’ my heart, no one knows better’n I how Wile E you be to me meep meep and I knew ‘xactly what you meant by flashin’ on that ‘toon, too, that’s why I was moved to borrow and try him on fer size myself just then, cuz’n I just had this sudden urge to try and stop time fer a momento, y’see jus’ like ole Wile E, I got a short term parking lot of a memory for the futility o' certain concepts…

So marchin’ right in step with time here, you put a smile in my heart with all you share with me, darlin’, but some things just make me laugh out loud, too, like readin’ of our conjungle visits, ‘cuz I swear not more than a week or two ago, I read in the nuze of the weerd ‘bout two lovebirds (one caged) makin’ theirselves a little hatchlin’ after carvin’ a hole in the cell wall. Now dontcha go payin’ no nevermind to how thick that wall was an’ all, ‘cuz I sure as heck don’t know nuthin’ ‘bout birthin’ baby birdies that way – I only know that when there’s a will, there’s a way an’ sum Bud E’s a livin’ testament to that aphorism or my name ain’t Wilma Loomis.

Lovin’ you, missin’ you an’ squirrlin’ away a Dorsey tale for that rainy day. Like we’ll have us any time for stories.

Thought you might enjoy this, from the Tommy one…

You and I know love has found us
Why does my heart beat now
Why is the world sweet now
You and I know

There is a glow all around us
Like a new dawn breaking
Is it romance waking
You and I know

Oh, this ecstasy that makes me cry
It will stay with me until I die
Easy to see we were fated never to be lonely
Love such as this only you and I know

XOXOXOXO
Deanie

 
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