Wednesday, March 23, 2005

I love you

as a little girl, one of my dreams was getting married, having a wonderful family with 4 children and hopefully living somewhere warm. part of these fantasies was thinking about someone i had a crush on and putting his last name with my first. i never did this with mike. but he brought up to my attention recently that if (or maybe when) we get married, my name will be Sarah McLaughlin. Ya know...like the singer? except hers is spelled McLachlan. i'll be famous....sort of...


I have a smile
stretched from ear to ear
to see you walking down the road
we meet at the lights
i stare for a while
the world around disappears
just you and me
on this island of hope
a breath between us could be miles
let me surround you
my sea to your shore
let me be the calm you seek
oh and every time i'm close to you
there's too much i can't say
and you just walk away
and i forget
to tell you
I love you
and the night's
too long
and cold here
without you
I grieve in my condition
for i cannot find the strength to say i need you so

Monday, March 07, 2005

I hope you dance

he sits watching tv...but suddenly jumps up. he runs to his "room", grabs his ipod, and plugs it in to the stereo. he sits down, reclines the couch, and puts on his favorite cd. the music starts and he closes his eyes...and sighs. he opens them and looks at me and smiles.

I love this cd...he says

and the music takes control. it runs into his ears, sweeps through his brain, down around into his heart. it moves to his arms...his fingers...then legs and toes. he starts moving...dancing...swaying back and forth in his seat. the music slowly taking more control. he looks at me again and smiles...knowing he looks silly...but he can't help it. suddenly he sits up...putting the couch in its upright position and stands...the music has completely taken over his soul. he moves...sometimes silly...sometimes seriously. his body in complete sink with the beat. his arms and legs taken control of his brain. i stand next to him...and dance with him. close enough to feel his body...his movements. the music...our music...has taken our souls...our bodies moving in complete sync with each other.

and he looks at me...with those big brown eyes when the song is over and grins...