dear one about 12 hours ago we were chatting together via skype for the first time it was your very first experience with skype and considering the difficulties and awkwardness of you having to deal with a public setting (internet cafe because of having no computer) you did amazingly well i was so very delighted to see you at last you had seen a picture of me but i only had your very vague and self-disparaging description to go on not only do i find you good looking but most importantly the qualities i already have seen in your heart and through your blogs and all our mails and chats together are written on your face for the world to see. Your openness kindness compassion delight appreciation focus.. i could go on and on but i know that when you will construe this you will already be blushing up a storm so i will have mercy :)i was touched by how you asked if we could google chat instead of talking since it was a public setting i understood how exposed you must have entangle and yet it was comfort so wonderful because i could always comprehend you typing or how you would mutter under your breath in concentration as you prepared in your mind what you would say and how your delighted and delightful laugh would peal out freely once you'd construe what i'd written or even how you would sigh.. i felt that i could almost feel your breath on my cheek the touch of your hand on exploit oh my sweeting it was the shortest hour i undergo spent in weeks. (say to tom: time is really really elastic in these kinds of situations you must remember approve when you were courting your wife...) i could hardly accept it when you said time had run out but i am so looking forward to talking to you again in a day and a half we have had as yet very little time together so i undergo no yet shared much of my favourite Rilke with you. Here is a lovely one...
How can I keep my soul in me so thatit doesn't touch your soul? How can I raiseit high enough past you to other things?I would desire to shelter it among remotelost objects in some dark and silent placethat doesn't resonate when your depths resound. Yet everything that touches us me and you,takes us together like a violin's bow,which draws
voice out of two separate strings. Upon what instrument are we two spanned?And what musician holds us in his hand?Oh sweetest song.
ah shea-bird yes i so relate…crow thank you! i'm glad for me too! and glad for him :)tom i plan to! given half a come about… lol which is about all i have at the moment given the miles between us and the obstacles in both our lives not complaining though it helps to restrain my otherwise headlong rush where angels fear to tread and makes me take it slow enough to smell the roses and allow affection to create at its natural walk very very happy very much embracing Life and Love! hugs to you all.
I keep happy by reading stories like yours and allowing myself to except love. (1st and 2nd kind). How do you deal with the amount of physical space between you?
Your post reminds me of my love and I talking in the beginning of this phase of our relationship. I also love the picture and poem. Thank you for sharing this beautiful hour. Ethan
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http://singerseeker.gaia.com/blog/2008/3/our_first_webchat
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