I watched you walk into the room

Every time I see you

My heart begins to race

My cheeks - I feel the heat rise in them

The backs of my knees - I feel them weaken just a bit

My tummy tightens and... I feel... 

Just a bit lower, a growing ache begins

My body yearning, no aching for your touch

My fingers, my mouth, my tongue...

They all know you

My body knows your touch and...

In anticipation, begins to...

Oh-h-h, just thinking of you, of what you can do...

Oh my darling, my love, my life...

It may have just been hours ago, but just the sight of you

Brings every memory flooding back and I am glad

I didn't take the time put anything on since our last time...

A couple of people have asked me privately what my status is: Lesbian/Bi/?... I am, and have been (ever since I can remember) one of those Lezzies. I have never been with a man. If I were, there is is only one man I would even consider and nevermind who he is. I am, and have been in a committed (we consider ourselves Married) relationship with a woman who I who I love more than life itself and would gladly die for - Beth. I am not interested in any one but her. Yes, I have a few male friends (straight), and I have a lot of female (across the spectrum) friends. Just because I send a friend request to a female does not mean I am wanting to add you to some kind of harem or replace Beth (I would rather die than lose her from my life) - what it does mean is that when I send a friend request I either see something in you or that you offer something interesting that will help me grow. If you have an issue with having a connection here with a Lizzie... oh well... 

I truly love the woman who has chosen me

Chosen me to be her partner in love, in life

in sitting in a booth in a Chinese restaurant

as we sat and listened

Listened to three different tables of women in the 40's and 50's

Gossiping about all the people they each knew

(Who did not seem to be, and thankfully so - within earshot)

In the cacophony of sound from these three tables

we did sit, enjoying our lunch

Hot and Sour Soup, Springs Rolls...

Mustard hot enough to... well, we enjoyed it IMMENSELY

as we slathered it on our Spring Rolls

mixed it with Red chili sauce and soy sauce for the rest of our meal.

Oh, please forgive me a moment of relishing the tastes

Our entertainment was loud

It was RAUCOUS!

These 'ladies' were waving their arms about

as they expounded on this or that occurrence

The failing of this sibling, that child, THAT 'no-good-for-nothing'...

You fill in the blank.

They each had an opinion on EVERYTHING

but... it could change so as not to offend 

or might - just so that it COULD offend...

We listened, heard of Tonya's latest mistake with men

Oh, then there was Nadine, Brenda, Lynette, Karen, Jean...

Bill's wife can't seem to... well, she doesn't seem to take her 

bridal vows really seriously...

But then, neither can Jack, Duane, Karen(another Karen we think),

Becky, Darla, Darla's mother, Darla's sister (seems that runs in their family though),

Jennifer, Rose-Marie, Bert... there were more but alas... 

We missed their names

But! their sins seem to be quite common knowledge

On our second trip to the buffet

we giggled like school girls

at the plethora of knowledge, wisdom, and local going's-on

we had already been presented with

Not wanting to miss a scrap

we scurried back to our booth for the second half

of this wildly entertaining meal

We had thought that this could get no better

Were we ever mistaken!

When... to our delight

two of the Chinese waitresses 

began getting their digs in on someone

who, from their gesticulations

has NO IDEA

what she is doing with her hair stylings

Barely able to eat

we were choking for air from laughing openly

at the scene before us

Is this what we have waiting for us in twenty years?

Oh, please... if that be true

let us be as entertaining to others as those ladies were for us