SHE WALKED RIGHT IN, AND SAT RIGHT DOWN.

Oh the pretty bird. I had forgotten just how cute this gingersnap was. She breezed in to the patio of my favorite local watering hole and pulled up a spot right next to yours truly. That's good for I was anxiously awaiting her arrival. Her winning grin is entirely infectious. I don't think I stopped smiling, yet. I think I have had this grin plastered on my mug since we met just last night. I mean, met up, for I had met the beauty years earlier but could not tell her how I felt about her, since the duke was totally under her spell as well. Well the duke is gone, and this pretty lion is growing up. I suppose that time works everything out. I found my self feeling glad that I had waited years to tell her of the crush she held on my heart. I don't believe if I had told her years ago that it would have made much difference. We were different people back then. I am happy with the people we have become and that now we can take a look and see if what is weighing on my heart is really true. So is it? Well who knows. Last night was so easy, breezy and beautiful it made me think that maybe it's so. Effortless is how I would characterize it. The conversation was titillating. My eyes were filled with moonbeams and stars. I could not stop longing for those flaming tresses of auburn that fell all around her fetching face. Surely she was feeling some of the same, for her giggles, grins and her soft caresses had me reeling. And reeling I am. Something about her had my dreams filled with that favorite color of mine, all night long. When I awoke, she was still firmly planted on my mind. As I sit here, I just can't help but wonder if the pretty bird will return. Will you return to me? I guess it's my old friend time that will assure me if this muse is the one I had been dreaming of. So here's to you and here's to me, what will happen no one can see. This time, absolutely, positively, maybe…