I've been hanging out quite a lot with a magic man. Did I know he was magic when I met him? No. Not then.
But somewhere after the third or fourth date I suspected. After six or seven, I knew.
He is magic. Not only has he turned back the hands of time (we're seventeen again), I trust him. And he adores me. Tonight I caught myself looking in to his baby blue eyes all googly-eyed, feeling that emotion sparkling out of my green ones.
Did I tell you he has six year-old twins? And that I've fallen madly in love with them and they with me?
He does. A little girl and little boy as different (and as similar) as tea and coffee. They might look, smell and taste different, but both hide a wallop in their murky depths. Playing with these two brings out my six year-old Self. What joy there is in the wild abandonment of being six!
This is for JP, my magic man.
I'm so glad you found me.
~ Olivia J. Herrell
8 comments:
What a heart warming post? Good luck.
Yvonne,
i'm always happy when 2 hearts find each other.
A lovely post indeed. Thank You.
It sounds like Olivia has been abducted by aliens. Don't worry, we will rescue you from those twins.
I've been on Facebook too much. I was looking for a "Like" button to click on.
Congratulations, friend. Feels good to have a magic somebody, don't it?
Sounds wonderful. Hope the magic never ends.
Lee
Tossing It Out
...JP sounds like a man with quality taste ;)
Good for you, Olivia!
EL
Thanks, you guys! Olivia
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