Bet you didn’t know……

My Dearest Rhett,

I pass by this cafe often.  It is always at a busy time and as I peek through the window I see you sitting there.  Always looking so handsome. So deep in thought.  I watch you hand as it flows across the paper and I see the grin come across your face.  I wonder if it is me or another beauty that has tickled your heart.  I play it over and over in my head.  Me walking in and standing there before you.  Would it be the start or the ending of a great romance?  Sometimes the playground of our mind is such an open and safe place.  I stay sexy and you stay kind.  We love!  Simply love.  None of the real life things like bills, obligations, deadlines and such.  Just love.

I remember you once asked me…let’s write about Love!  I laughed.  What do I know about Love?

To me Love is like a drug.  There is that awesome moment when you feel like you can hold the world in your hand.  The moment when you feel invincible.  The moment where you know right there and then if you died you lived a great life.  Nothing, no nothing could get you down.  Nothing else matters.  You spend the rest of your time chasing that day.  It never feels so strong.  So intense.  I want to feel it deep.  I want it to drive me.  I want it to be there to the very end and beyond.

Because of that…because I fear that the high will never last and all I will be left with is the addiction and the pain.  I simple walk away.  My hands drop from the glass and the fog from my breath simply fades away.  It is like a preview to my future and a replay of my past.  It simply fades…..

Zazie

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My Prediction

One day you will say to yourself. “I wish I had of hugged her more!”
At the same time I will be laying in someone’s arms not thinking of you!

Zazie

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Message in a bottle

To all my friends on shore,

I want to say I’m sorry.  I’m sorry I let you down.  I thought for sure the day we set sail I was going on a great adventure.  I just knew I would make you proud.  I had no idea there would be no communication on board.  Who knew the Captain would keep such a tight ship?  I felt sure there would be parties and a fun and entertaining crew.  The crew seems to have seen a ship wreck or two.  They are reserved and their appetite for adventure has jumped ship. 

Once when we past the island we pulled into dock.  I feared you coming aboard so I decided if you came aboard I could hide in a life raft.  You would never see me there.  I could see you from afar. Man I Love you guys.  I love the way I feel when you make me smile.  The way we laughed. The way you helped me up when I felt like the whole world was against me.  I always knew you were there.  Now, I sit in shame of the decisions I have made.  I don’t want you to see me.  I look weak, my clothes once beautiful are torn. My spirit is sleeping.  I don’t want you to know I never found the gold I once dreamed of.  If we could just set sail again before you mention my name.

Don’t worry about me.  From my room I have a small porthole where I can still see the sunset and rise.  I still believe in the adventure.  I spend my time plugging holes in this ship.  Sometimes it is an endless battle and when a storm hits I am sure that that will be the time we will sink to the very depths of the ocean.   I often cannot believe the rainbows that follow and break the angry sky.  The sun shines on my face and I start plugging holes again.  What gives when your life is simply looking out and hoping?  There are no anchors at sea.  You strain your eyes for a tiny glimpse of an island or a brave new world. How much longer shall it be?  Will I ever feel the sand on my toes again?  Will this current storm pass? 

Tell me my friend will I ever know Love again?

Zazie

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Thinking about the time…..

Rhett, 

I can still remember us walking down the hallway.  Your eyes were excited.  You had an idea you wanted to share.  I remember our footsteps in sync as the echoes bounced along the way.  Do you remember where we were?  Some would have called it a haunted place and yet others a sad one.  You and I knew it was a place of honor, a place where true love is captured forever.  Great stories just an arms reach away.

I should have known you were going to give me the hard sale.  Our great secret spoken before many who we knew we could trust.  You said lets talk about LOVE!  I laughed.   What did I know about Love?  I was so far away from it at that moment.  What would I say on the subject and how would I ever be able to write about it.  I had been wounded.  I was bitter.  Love seemed cold to me.  You told me it would be perfect because I could just write about my views.  Me being single and free.  Not having to share any of my selfish freedoms.  You would write about your views from where you stood at the time.  It seemed crazy but we started.  

Our banter back and forth always brought a smile across my face.  It was like the first part of a new relationship.  Where you are in discovery mode.  There is so many unanswered questions.  Where you hang on to every word.  Where words are never offensive they become funny and you begin to alter your thinking.  You get caught up in the fantasy and your brain begins to wonder.  Yeah we had our limits and we knew our boundaries.  Our bodies stayed pure but our thoughts got away from us.  I remember…

Now after all this time.   Your face watching the sunset and my fingers pawing at the dirt in the garden.  The tables have turned.  I can talk about LOVE.  Not the kind we hoped for.  The kind you know well.  The kind WE experience.  Not like your Aunt and Uncle you spoke so highly of. The only couple you ever knew that really had it.  I believe they may be the only couple I know too.  I never met them…….

Sure lets talk about this thing called LOVE.

Zazie

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“Wild Life” Rhett Responds to Zazie Lee’s Return

Dear Zazie,

Dreams are answered!  You came back!  I almost came undone when I found your note.  I was worried about you.  Hope you can stop by ever once in awhile.

So, what do I think of the photo you left; how does it make me feel, what do I see?  Tell you, tell you I will.

The colors, the flow of the brushstrokes; love it!  When I read the title, the first thing I thought of was the poem by Emily Dickinson, “Wild Nights! Wild Nights!”

Wild Nights! Wild Nights!
Were I with thee,
Wild Nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile the winds
To a heart in port, —
Done with the compass,
Done with the chart!

Rowing in Eden!
Ah! the sea!
Might I but moor
To-night in Thee!

Perhaps because of that, what do I see… you and me and the sea…

After an absence
We are still each other
Wave on wave of memories
Ebb and flow to the time when
We were not apart

Wave on wave of visions of you
Wash up on my desolate shores
And I feel myself… I feel again

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“Wild Life”


Rhett,  Today I dropped by the old coffee house.  I could not believe after all this time it was still around.   I once remember you telling me how cool it would be to mix art into the conversation.  I found this one.  Tell me how it makes you feel…..tell me what you see….tell me, tell me and then remember me.

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Can you hear me?

I scream!  No one comes.

I scream again!  Still No one comes.

I grab anything to steady myself.

I feel like my legs may give away.  

I slowly allow myself to the floor, tears, I cry out one last time.  

No one comes…..

I then realize no sounds come out.  No one can hear me!

Zazie

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Thinking Of You……

Have you ever come across a picture and you just stop for a moment because the picture takes you back to a time or a memory of someone from your past?

When I saw this picture I instantly thought of you.  A true cowboy at heart.  I really believe that no matter where you go once a cowboy always a cowboy.  Happy Holidays Rhett.

You will forever be in my heart as my true Cowboy!

Zazie

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I’m sick ….

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Zazie

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Men are Dogs!

Zazie

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