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I love the way you laugh
I love the way you laugh
I emailed him and told him I wanted to talk to him. We'd spoken on the phone before and had an enjoyable time. Talking to him is light and easy. Lots of laughter. You know how I am about a man who can make me laugh. Laughter is the best medicine, I need it.
He emailed back with his number and a time to call. I'd forgotten about the time difference, emailed him "Is it still OK to call?" A single word answer, "Yes."
I have clothes in the dryer including my favorite jammie pants, the flannel ones with the kitties on them. You know me, the queen of sexy pajamas. They aren't dry yet, so I email him and ask for a few minutes.
He didn't see the new email. I was supposed to call him but he became impatient. This makes me smile.
The phone is vibrating on the dining room table. I flip it open and see that it's him. I answer, He says "Hi Mac, you know who this is?" Well of course I do, I've seen the number, but even if I hadn't seen it., I'd know that voice anywhere.
When we talk on the phone it's not just for a few minutes, or a little while, We talk for hours. I like it. He's really sweet in his conversation and actually listens to what I have to say.
I have to admit that I didn't extend the same attention to each word he spoke. My imagination got in the way.
I got lost in his voice. It's not southern, has some midwestern sound to it. He says he has no accent that I'm the one with the accent, he's wrong.
I don't know what he's talking about, I hear his voice but my face is buried in hid neck, breathing his scent in, making sure my brain memorizes it.
I wonder what the mouth that is speaking tastes like. I bet his lips are soft and his breath sweet and clean. Secretly, I want his mouth on mine. Secretly, I yearn to do things to him that cause him to call out my name.
There's another component to this. We've shared some things with each other that we've not shared with others. He knows some of my secrets and I know some of his. There's a bond in that.
It's kinda like the Seether song:
I wanted you to know
That I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph
And I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
I do love the way he laughs, it makes me smile. What makes me sad about finding someone like him is that he's so far away. I've been down that road before and only found pain. Almost all of my roads have lead to some sort of pain, but he makes me see things in a different light because he's seemingly been down the roads too and can lend his expertise.
He steals my pain, I hope I do the same for him.
4/18/2006 7:08 pm
Laughter is the best medicine. It's good that you got a dose of it. |
I hope you can find someone nearby who can make you that comfortable, give you that laughter.
4/18/2006 8:45 pm
He sounds great!!!!|
4/19/2006 3:13 pm
well it iseems we have a winner eh mac? its intersting how the peeps we meet here and interact with can create such feelings in us and its never the ones who live in our proximity so I know whatcha mean|