BETROTHED

I could tell by the morning glow squeezing itself through my window blinds that the day was going to be glorious in nature. I rolled out of bed and immediately thought of the shampoo smell in her hair. It was a mixed scent of tender kisses and lavender. I called her as soon as the mind caressing daydream came to a end. I really pondered how in the world could her being in my arms reality be so much better then these body tingling morning delight thoughts I have of her. I quickly thanked God that her actual touch was so much better then the wonderful blissful moments I experience in thought when she is not around.

As she answered the phone my heart just dropped with the sound of her beautiful and breathtaking "Hello". I gathered myself and asked if she a had a wonderful sleep last night, and if I could see her later. Oh, to see my ray of sunshine again, that's all I wanted. She told me that she had a few errands to do, and one class to attend later that morning. I told her, "OK", and I couldn't wait to see her.

When I hung up the phone I couldn't help to visualize our first kiss that would happen later that night whether I wanted to or not. I was going to feel her soul through her lips that night!

Your Highness re visited

I have four beautiful women in my life that I just adore. They come in a array of colors and personalities.

The youngest is a bottle of energy that cant wait to express herself in life as soon as she awake from her sweet surrender that we call "recharging". It is so precious to see that child like faith at work when she give you the biggest hug, and show you that she is so grateful be your daughter.

The middle Queen is a entirely different drink all together. She is a mix between, "Who am I and What for". She has the emotions of twenty women. You love her for it because of her unconditional love for people and friends.

The Queen Bee in training is a free wheeling, garner belt gun toting, sharp tongue, roaring twenties, anti prohibition, if you only understood me kind of royalty. She has a hard exterior only because when she falls for you, she falls hard.


The Queen Bee, or Sparrow one if we are communicating on the radio for her entrance, is very, very extraordinary. Just her presence illuminates the room. The way she navigates her gregarious personality through the canal of people that she meets or come in contact with is so precious. When I am around her or just feel her presence, there is no place I would rather be! I can just feel her loving mind, spirit and soul permeate my entire being with a love that could out last the infinite number of time.

And me? I am just the Pauper. In love with four of the most awesome females God has placed on this earth.