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2006-03-07 - 4:06 p.m.

“Sometimes it amazes me, how strong the power of love can be.
Sometimes you just take my breath away.

You watch my love grow, like a child, sometimes gentle and sometimes wild.
Sometimes you just take my breath away.

And it’s too good to slip by, It’s too good to lose
Too good to be there just to use.

I want to stand on a mountain top, and tell the news

That you take my breath away!” – tuck and patti

I have never known ANYTHING like the way I feel about this man I know him more deeply than I have even known another human being and yet still, in the most insignificant of moments, I look at the man I married and I fall in love all over again. It’s like every situation is another chance to discover him – I feel like I know it all and yet he constantly amazes me. I wish there was a word, an action or a song even that could explain how incredibly enamoured I am with my Gareth. The way he walks, the way he sleeps, the way he drives, the way he thinks… EVERYTHING about the way he just IS melts me to my core and leaves me a pile of mushy gooey loved up mess!! Every day he drives to meet me for lunch and sometimes we hardly even talk – but whatever else has happened in either of our days for that one hour of the day you can almost see our souls SIGH with relief. I love the way we have a "let it all hang out" approach to each other – we are VILE in front of each other and yet the passion never wavers. For example just last night we sat in the bathroom together he unloading waste products into the porcelain bowl followed by a rummage in the testicular area and me – sexy thing that I am – perched on the edge of the bath making my farts echo EXTRA loud and then giggling until I very nearly wee’d at the time chattering away about my super heavy period this month. I LOVE his farts, the way he scratches his bum, I LOVE the fact that he makes vulgar comments at inappropriate moments. The vile and nasty little things about us, that truly make us the couple of scruffs we are…. I love them as much as I love the GREAT stuff!

I just don’t know what on earth I did without him. He’s my best friend, my greatest sexual conquest, my surrogate mother and father, my surrogate child, my lover, my nurse, my therapist, my playmate, my soulmate…

MY EVERYTHING

And not for a single moment in my whole lifetime, have I done anything worthy of this love.

TRULY I AM THE LUCKIEST GIRL IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD

x x x


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