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    Praise the Lovely (Only Chapter)

     

    "I can’t stand anymore, I have to rest, my legs are turning jelly just standing still watching her." Bette slightly sits down on her dresser, she is rested on her heels that she has crossed one over the other. With her arms crossed resting on her chest it feels as though her heart is ready to run out and embrace Tina forever.

     

    "Then she does it again. She catches my eye in the mirror and I feel her smile on me like warm sunlight. I can feel her smile on my lower back like the softest caress I’ve ever known. I can’t help but to smile and avert my eyes to the floor. The time my eyes spend down there are nothing but a few seconds but in those few seconds I realize what a wonderful woman she is, my Tina. She still after all these years makes me feel like I’m flying on my own personal cloud, everyday. I wonder if she knows what she does to me? Does she know how amazing she is? I wonder if she knows how beautiful I still think she is? Do I tell her enough?"

     

    "Bette?"

     

    "Huh?" even her voice pulling me from my thoughts of love for her is simply lovely.

     

    "Can you zip me up, please?" my hands still shake slightly at the feel of her dress that hugs and hangs in the right places. the scent of her hair so close to me is causing my head tyo spin, i don’t know if i can take not touching her tonight, all night. My middle finger leading the way stroking her skin’s gentle texture before I have to pull myself away from her.

     

    " Now her final touch, the lipstick. The way she moves the lipstick in short soft strokes is entrancing, I’m watching this lipstick move in the line of her cautiously implemented lip liner, and I’m still amazed at how flawless she still looks. Now the gloss to add shimmer and shine to those delectable lips. I’ll take a bad day any day of the week as long as I get to come home to those cheeks blushing and those lips smiling for me. I can’t move, the voyeur in me just wants to sit and watch as she moves in a place that only I can see.

     

    "Baby, what are you smiling at?" she asks me this question through a mirror and I can’t even begin to tell her how she makes me feel.

     

    "Umm, nothing. It’s just that… you look… amazingly beautiful T. You are so gorgeous."

     

    "Aww baby, thank you." I can see the crimson color in her cheks rise, I still get a kick outta knowing that I’ve done that to her. Like no other person could she stands and embraces me like I’ve never felt before. I can feel her heart move for me.

     

    "Thank you for still looking at me that way after all this time."

     

    "I wouldn’t have it any other way baby." I wish I could tell you what those I do to me. But to put it into words isn’t good enough, it just doesn’t give them any justice. So I’ll just stare and say " Baby have you seen my other earring?"

     

    "I have it here. I found it on the bed, I didn’t want you to sit on it trying to find a way outta going tonight."


    She doesn’t know it but I don’t care where we’re going tonight just as long I get to come home with her tonight.

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    1. “She still after all these years makes me feel like I’m flying on my own personal cloud, everyday. I wonder if she knows what she does to me? Does she know how amazing she is? I wonder if she knows how beautiful I still think she is? Do I tell her enough?”Thanks luv for reminding me, i have to tell her more often, how she still takes my breath away after 35 years together. This one touched me deeply.

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