Perfect end? A quiet, intimate dinner, watch a movie at home together with popcorn, then start kissing and necking on the couch, followed by a slow dance through the house while we turn out the lights and undress each other, culminating in the bedroom, where we make slow, passionate love and fall asleep in each others arms.
If that's OK with you...
I came to VR this morning, filled with anticipation. I sought your profile and found it in its most cherished location: Friends Lists you are on. I opened your profile and paused for a moment to view your photo. I momentarily closed my eyes and imagined your voice. With trembling fingers I keyed your Journal, and waited impatiently for VR to respond. The opening page for your journal popped into view and I scanned the list of sections for the word “New”. I was crestfallen to discover no new journal entries. I consoled myself by re-reading some of my recent favorites, both the prose and the poetry, hearing your voice in my head, speaking the written words with the inflection I believe you intended. Many are moving; some thoughtful; some humorous; all entertaining. I turned from my computer and to make coffee. If I can’t start my day the best way possible, I’ll settle for the second best.
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