Friday, May 21, 2010

cheese and crackers for my husband

Cheddar cheese, brie, and parmesan. A scattering of ritz crackers. A triscuit or two.
A wish for something more. A noble big dream. I imagine a checkered table cloth. I imagine a matched set of wine glasses filled with sparkling cider or Earl gray tea, weakened with half and half. Set topsy turvy on an up turned apple box. A sprinkling of lavender petals, rose petals, a daisy or two in a vase made from an empty beer bottle. We sit, hand in hand. Contemplating the sunset, the grass, the smell of summer dew.

I wish you were here with me, today on your birthday. I wish this every day but a lot today. Sitting with our picnic in the sun. I miss you baby. Happy 30th birthday.

2 comments:

  1. Happy birthday to him. Sorry he can't be with you today. I'm sure it will be an amazing moment when you two get to see each other again.

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  2. *sigh* This is why romance is so special. It is also why romance is so agonizing.

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