tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44634305587532025482024-03-13T22:37:50.956-07:00Romance Forever by Kimmie*I write and share about love, passion and romance. I'm growing and learning everyday. Hope you are too.kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-88357142104549344052019-10-08T16:32:00.001-07:002019-10-08T16:32:02.770-07:00<i>We go to "hot yoga" together. I almost cannot believe it. And...he loves it. How blessed am I. So, this all started about a year or so ago. I decided to take a yoga class. My daughter teaches at this yoga studio, so it was sure to be fun. I really enjoyed the first hour and decided to go again and again. A few months later....</i><br />
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<i> It was a Sunday morning that Dave and I were going to a concert in Chicago that our daughter mentioned we should do her yoga class first. Honey said "okay, lets do it". He loved the class and the rest is history as they say. We've been going to her "hot" yoga class every Tuesday and Thursday that we have available. I'm still pinching myself that he wants to do this with me. And he feels great afterwords. </i><br />
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<i>You know we are growing old together, but we are also growing healthy together. I'm a different woman than the one he married 37 years ago. He's also a different man. And, we are still loving each other just as much as we did back in those days. Love comes in so many ways. Exercising together is another way we show our love for each other. I can't wait to see what the next year holds for Honey and I. Bending, stretching...moving our bodies...oh yea....let the good times roll. </i>kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-29925651490167409912018-12-01T06:06:00.000-08:002018-12-01T06:06:10.815-08:00Bath time..<h2 style="text-align: center;">
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<i>As I sat down to write in this blog, that for whatever reason, I had neglected for a whole year, I knew the first thing to share about was "Bath time.." </i></div>
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<i>Our almost daily morning bath times have been a soft spot to my heart. He wakes me up with a steaming cup of coffee sat next to me on my bedside table. I smell the cinnamon aroma almost as soon as I feel his kiss on my check.</i></div>
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<i>I roll over, stretch and then hear him in our bathroom turning on the water in the tub. A couple years ago we remodeled our master bath and added a deep Jacuzzi bath tub. I sorta knew, yet really never knew how important this would come to be in my relationship with him. I look forward to the fragrant bubbles he adds. He sometimes lights a candle, and always gets in before me. The jets turn on and I instantly climb out of bed and head towards this morning ritual. </i></div>
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<i>So, the next part is so deeply private and somewhat difficult to type, let alone share with you here in this blog of mine. </i></div>
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<i>Taking a bath with your sweetheart requires getting naked. Yea, I know. And, yes, this man of mine has been "mine" for almost 40 years now. So, he's seen "it all". He's seen the teenagers we were when we feel in love and courted. (do people still say "courted"?) He's seen the wife that was great with child...three times...and he's been very present in all three labors and delivery's. To say there is no "mystery" between us is an understatement. You understand where I'm going here.</i></div>
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<i>So, I dim the bathroom lights, take off my pajamas and climb into our tub. He scoots back to allow me to sit in with him. I relax back into his chest as his legs are around me. He's like my bath chair. The jets feel amazing, the aroma wonderful. As I sip my hot coffee, I have all these amazing endorphins going on in my mind and body. Life is good. I forget that I've gained weight. I forget that this body is almost 57 years old. I forget that my hair is in a ponytail and I have no makeup on. I feel loved and adored by this man of mine. </i></div>
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<i>He washes my back as we talk about our day. We both bathe... and touch, sometimes we embrace and relax, cuddled while listening to the sound of the water. The jets massage our bodies. We enjoy this private moment of our day. Our talks are sometimes deep and meaningful and sometimes we talk about work and our schedules. </i></div>
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<i>When bath time is officially over, the we stand up and shower off to get ready for our day. </i></div>
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<i>This has become a routine and at the same time a luxury. I will forever be thankful for our bath time.. and the way that he loves me. </i></div>
kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-5281089597534313332017-01-07T09:43:00.001-08:002017-01-07T09:43:05.772-08:00Loving the older him with the older me.<div style="text-align: center;">
<i>Loving the older him with the older me, is a big lesson on forever love. </i></div>
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<i>As teenagers falling in love was as easy as watching a flower bloom. It was fragrant, beautiful and so very peaceful. We bloomed, we kept blooming. Sunshine was everywhere. Our days were like summer vacation, warm and full of laughter. We explored every horizon. Even the darker valleys were a lesson learned on our deep and endless love.</i></div>
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<i>The Summer turned to fall, then winter and before we knew it, spring was upon us again. We had tremendous growth with the richest of soil. Our foundation was firm and strong. A few years later in spring we vowed to love and cherish, then that fall brought us our firstborn son. Our love conceived this priceless gift again the next summer. How was it that two sons in just a short time felt like they had always been a part of us? Pure joy filled our days. Our world would be complete with a spring baby girl. Seeds planted and bloomed because of our love. </i></div>
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<i>Spring, summers, falls full of laughter and christmas' filled with wonder and joy. Our bouquet was ever growing. The colors that filled our world were like a crayon box, too many to fall in love with just one. We ran, we explored the world as these babies grew. Our love for each other, grew too. The colors are now richer, yet more subtle. Our children were married with children. How did time go so quickly? The days seem long,</i><i> yet the years were flying by.</i></div>
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<i>Here we are, the older him with the older me. We have this lifetime of love behind us. We are more like plants that have the deepest of roots. We finish each others words. We know the smells, tastes, desires, as if they were our own. We live because the other gives us breath. I hold this man of mine in my arms for a long embrace. I cannot imagine living without him beside me. The miracle is still happening every time he smiles at me with that twinkle in his eye. How does he love the older me as if we just fell in love yesterday? The miracle happens in me also. He walks through the door after a long day and my stomach turns, as my heart skips a beat. I think he is wonderful. I cannot wait to make him happy. I cannot wait to touch his face and plant a kiss on those lips. He is Honey to me. He is forever. Our plant still blooms. Our love still grows. </i></div>
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<i>Older and wiser we shall become, as more years go softly by. Our leaves will wither, our plants will be frail. Yet, our foundation stayed firm and our soil even richer because of the passing of time. One day we will hold hands in heaven as they lay bouquets of colors on our grave. Sunshine will be on our faces, and warmth will surround us. We will have the knowledge, that even death didn't stop our love. And we will have left them the legacy of a forever blooming love. </i></div>
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kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-48671150050513032772016-10-06T12:45:00.004-07:002016-10-06T12:45:58.981-07:00Love in all forms...<div style="text-align: center;">
Love in All Foms</div>
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Yes, romantic love is the most exciting and fun kind. But, we all know there is more. Love comes in many ways and forms. There is the love we have for our friends, neighbors, children, siblings, grandparents and parents. </div>
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I love my parents. They have both given me so much. I am the person you know, because of them. I feel the need to share just a few things about both my parents.</div>
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My father instilled in me a joy for life. A positive attitude and outlook on life. He ingrained in me his kindness for others. Kindness for animals, people, and myself. He gave me confidence because of the way he showed me with love. I always felt pretty when my father was around. His smile of approval was uplifting. I enjoyed the twinkle in his eye. I loved the way he would tease my mom and say endearing things to her. I knew I wanted to marry a kind man one day, because my our father was so kind. He is gone now. Gone for over 6 years. That, in itself is hard to grasp. Where did the last few years go. My fondest childhood memory is sitting Indian style in the living room at night on the floor. I had my nightly bath, all bundled up in pajama's and Dad would brush my long dark brown hair. He told me I was pretty, the prettiest one of his girls. I somehow knew he was probably saying the same things to my older sister and baby sister. It didn't matter though, because he thought I was the prettiest, so I grew up feeling very special. </div>
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My Mother. My rock. The leader of our family. If I needed or wanted anything at all, I would ask my father, then he would "clear it" with mom for me. She was the boss. She was so smart. She was our fighter. She would battle almost anyone on our behalf. We learned many talents from her. How to cook, clean, do dishes and laundry. Also, we learned to be our own person. That we were in charge of our life. No one could tell us what to do or not to do. If we wanted something, anything, then it was our for the taking. Yes, we had to work hard to get it. We had to fight odds at times and hit some bumps in our road before success was ours. She is old now. She is having to go over some hard bumps in her own road. Her COPD has worsened. Her osteoporosis is more event now as she is weak and walks with a cane, It's hard for her to stand straight up. She is on oxygen all the time now. Her concentrator is set at 2.5 liters. She takes pills morning, noon and night. She naps quite frequently as she is tired. Visiting nurses come two to three times a week, same with her physical therapists. I know she is tired. I have such high hopes of her getting better, stronger. Her sister Georgia came last week and spent five days with us. She had a great time. Yes, the argued, because they are....sisters. Sisters do that. But, more importantly, they shared some great quiet times together. </div>
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So here were are. I quite my job 3 weeks ago. I'm here to care for mom. I will get a part time job or a full time job with daytime hours and no weekends eventually. I hope to spend the holidays with mom. Is this her last Thanksgving/Christmas, no one ever knows. But, what I do know is that I'm going to spend some good quality moments with mom while I have her here with me. I love her. She drives me crazy at times. Mothers do this. She likes to tell me "what to do", mothers do this as well. And as frustrating as she can be for me, the times with her are priceless. I'm learning to let go of the times she drives me crazy and just let it pass. One thing I know with out a doubt, is the she loves me so much. She would do anything in the world for me. So, now it's my turn to do anything in the world for her. Love in all forms...including me caring for her as she once cared for me. </div>
kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-41692793420079525842016-06-24T07:55:00.003-07:002016-06-24T07:55:46.868-07:00Loving my life...<div style="text-align: center;">
<i>Loving my life more as I get older. I have always loved life. Now, as I a older, it seems a bit more precious to me. I am tired these days and have trouble sleeping all night long which makes for longer days. It also makes for more thankful days. Days that I get to live this amazing life in the midwest with a loving husband, three adult children their spouses and two incredible grandchildren. </i></div>
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<i>I am starting my vacation tomorrow. A much needed one for sure. I hope to challenge myself to rest more. I hope to sit for hours of quiet times and reflect on where I am at in that moment of time. I hope to spend time talking with my grandchildren and truly listening to what they have to say. I hope to relax and reflect. </i></div>
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This morning, I had the sweet pleasure of sitting next to my baby sister on the love seat and share in coffee and conversation. She is here because our aunt has passed away and tomorrow we will be going to her funeral. </div>
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This baby sister of mine has lost weight and looks so good. She is dieting, eating healthy foods and exercising. I am so proud of her. She has taught me a thing or two this morning about determination. She also showed me a new app for my cell phone to help me on my journey of getting healthier and losing weight myself. </div>
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I love my little sister for so many reasons. First, because she came into my life when I was so young and she became my little shadow, my playmate, my first best friend. I would love to "dress" her up and brush her hair. She had the softest baby curls in the world. I would find anything I could and use it as "hairbows" or hair accessories. I remember taking the rubber bands and ribbons off of dolls to use on my little sister. </div>
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I love Patty as an adult sister. She has battled a great disease called breast cancer. She is a survivor, I believe almost 5 years now. I'm so proud of how courageous she was while going through surgeries, losing her right breast and then the reconstructive surgery of a new breast. She smiled and allowed her doctors and nurses to laugh as she was enduring chemo and radiation. </div>
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I love her for the wife and mother she is to her husband and two children. She is devoted, loving and firm as all mothers and wives should be. </div>
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I will enjoy this short time with my little sister and make some sweet memories while she is here in our home. Life is all about love and loving. Everyday we wake up, we chose to be happy, we chose to love, we chose to enjoy this day in our life. I chose to love this sweet sister of mine with all of my heart. I'm so thankful to have her in my life. </div>
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kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-78483289334872466102015-04-07T15:59:00.000-07:002015-04-07T15:59:13.703-07:00Late in the afternoon, all is well. The house is so quiet....a welcome change for me. The dogs lay at my feet listening to me type. I enjoy this time alone in my house. The sun is low in the sky. It's cool out and a small breeze blows. I am alone. This is a rare occasion.<br />
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In honor of a much needed day off, I decide to write in this romance blog of mine. Writing is so soothing to my mind. It allows me to forget the world for the moment. My heart flows down to my fingers on this page. <br />
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I want you to know the love... I feel. I want you to know the desires I feel when he is near. I want you to know the peace that comes from this perfect love I have in my life. I wish for you the dedication that is mine. I know this is sacred. He says he will love me forever. I believe this to be true.<br />
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So wanting this for you, is my way of wishing it for you. I wish that you could have all that I do. In my perfect world for you, your love is as my love is. Your princess or prince charming is dedication only to you. They desire only you. They love you more than life itself.<br />
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I want happiness to wake you each and every morning. I was rest to come so easy at night. I want joy to be found in your daily routine. I want you to know your value, your worth. All things in due time. <br />
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The windows show a setting sun. As another day dares to close, may you know your loved <br />
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kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-87939069316696359402013-04-11T20:51:00.000-07:002013-04-11T20:51:04.368-07:00Love...<div style="text-align: center;">
<em>Love looked deeply into my eyes and told me that this was forever.</em></div>
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<em>Love cradled my heart as if it were crystal and very fragil.</em></div>
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<em>Love held me close... so tenderly, that it felt the same as if i were holding myself.</em></div>
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<em>This day is done.... my night has settled in. My mind is charmed by visions I have created. Where there is a place in the meadows in which only sunshine and warm breezes flow. I am playfully running towards your arms, all the while never taking my eyes off your face. You tease me as I reach you and you turn sideways. You catch my arm and slowly pull me in. More warmth than even the sunshine can create, when I am in your arms. More peace than even the meadows can give. There is no one in the world at that very moment, just you and I. The love we share outshines the sun. Our passion makes the stars take notice even as daylight reigns for hours. Time stands and waits for a love like ours. The air we breath is mingled only with our kisses. My eyes are closed...and I can see love more clearly as the sun sets on my meadow. Darkness lays the blanket as we sleep under our stars. Yes, day and night.....then again and again. But time stopped and waited because the love was so deep. And once again...This day is done...my night has settled in</em>.</div>kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-19509981040760151932012-02-25T07:27:00.000-08:002012-02-25T07:27:20.246-08:00In my heart...<div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong>In my heart...</strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><br />
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</strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong> His eyes light up when I walk into the room. He whole being changes for me. He is still chivalrous in many actions...opening car doors and helping me on with my coat. I love him today, more than ever. I make his favorite dinner and enjoy his compliments. I wash his clothes and make our bed and do sweet little things that are important to him.</strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><br />
</strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong>We are a team. We've been together for most of our life. I can't remember a day or time without him there. I rely on him for so many things. He takes care of all my financial needs. He provides security and income and does so in a very loving manner. He is my rock. Without him, I don't know where I'd be.</strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><br />
</strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong>We are parents. We share three beautiful children together. Yes, grown and all gone..but all products of our wonderous love. We share grandchildren as well..oh how sweet it is to grow old with this man that I love. To know that he will always be there for me. To know that I will never have to worry about my tomorrow ..because he takes good care of my todays. </strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><br />
</strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong>We are lovers. Yes, after many years....a lifetime really....he still wants me and my love. We hold hands and kiss softly. He hugs me tight. Ours is a comfort that many will never understand. Ours is a commitment that will never end. We are married...husband and wife. Till death do us part. I fell in love with this handsome young man...a love from my youth..a lifetime ago. I fell in love with this handsome older man...again today...for many different reasons than the girl back then. </strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><br />
</strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong>Today..loving after many years, couldn't be any sweeter. Today...loving...after many years is rare treasure. I have something far richer than siler or gold. I have something that money can never buy. I have the love of a man, that has been loving me his whole life. </strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><br />
</strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong>Loving...after many years....is truly amazing. </strong></em></div>kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-24223537987344939862012-01-23T21:27:00.000-08:002012-01-23T21:27:43.009-08:00Journey on the path of love...<div style="text-align: center;">W<em><strong>alking along while holding your hand....I am reminded of all the wonderful memories we have made. I stop and turn into you and stare into your face and into those amazing eyes. Those eyes that I have grown to love so much. With my gaze, I'm telling you to kiss me one more time. You understand and we kiss. But, what I was not prepared for was .....you kissed, as if it were the first time you've ever kissed me. I was blown away. ♥<br />
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I held you tightly and felt the safety in your arms. I knew that no matter where our life would take us, that we would go this path together. That the journey was just beginning for this next half of our life. A journey not known...but it didn't matter. All that mattered was that you continue to hold my hand as we walked. Not once did you let go. When we finally stopped to rest, you knelt before me and kissed my hand so gently.<br />
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Looking into your eyes of love, I saw my best friend. I saw my sweetheart. I looked at my handsome lover, my lifelong partner...and I knew that nothing would ever be dull with you by my side.<br />
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Closing my eyes...I envisioned the paths that we would take and I made a wish and a promise. I promise you this..that as long as I'm living...my heart would always love you. And.. My wish, that you would never go a day without feeling my love</strong></em></div>kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-1116322537813913512012-01-20T07:53:00.000-08:002012-01-20T07:53:39.875-08:00Sleeping in peace..and in love..forever.<div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>When you left this morning for work, I was sleeping. I woke out of my slumber just enough to feel you kiss me goodbye. When I got home tonight from work, you were sleeping....I kissed you goodnight..you softly moved. </em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><br />
</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>You lay sleeping now, while I am wide awake. When you wake at 4:30am....I will lay sleeping. I am the night owl...and you are the early bird. We are creatures of habit. Creatures of love.</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><br />
</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>And somedays...our only communication is our legs touching as we sleep. Our arms wrapped around each other as we toss and turn. I feel you cover me up at times when I start to shiver, I feel you pull me in closer to you as you warm up my body. </em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><br />
</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>We become intertwined perfectly as we sleep. You snore sofly...but I never hear. I sleep peacefully knowing you will always be near to keep warm. I sleep peacfully knowing you will never leave me. As I'm sleeping, I can still feel the presence of your love for me.</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><br />
</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>With you in my life, I will sleep in peace and in love....forever.</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><br />
</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Jan. 17th 2012</strong></div>kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-1546470029256542582012-01-08T07:35:00.000-08:002012-01-08T07:35:22.134-08:00When I kiss your face..<div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong>When I kiss your face</strong></em>...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><br />
</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>When I kiss you my love, I want to hold your face in my hands.</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><br />
</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>I want to look into those adorable eyes that I know so well. I feel the gentle stubble from a long day of work. I want to kiss your lips and then plant little kisses all over your face and forehead. </em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><br />
</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>I want to kiss your neck and show you with my eyes how much I love and adore you.</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><br />
</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>I am me....being who I am....showing you how much love my heart can hold.</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><br />
</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>Showing you how much love I have to give...with each and every little kiss I place on your handsome face. Yes...I will kiss you a million times and then....look forward to kissing you again.</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><br />
</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>When I kiss your face...it's the kiss of love. </em></strong></div>kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-81456865482821336332011-12-18T21:36:00.000-08:002011-12-18T21:45:54.928-08:00I can't breath...<div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>I can't breath....</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>When I think of my tomorrow and you are no longer there.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>I can't breath.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>When I wake to find your spot on the bed empty and cold </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>because you haven't sleept with me, like so many years before.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>I can't breath.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>When I think of cooking your favorite meal and you will</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>never be here to share it with me. </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>I can't breath.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Just the thought of trying to take a breath without </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>you here to hold me tight. Without you here to </b></i><i><b>... make me smile..</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>to kiss me good morning and good night.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>I can't breath....if you are taken from me too soon. If you are gone,</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>I am gone</b></i><i><b>....you are my breath.....and my life.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>My first love....you took my breath away from the moment we meet. </b></i><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>And without you, I could never breath again. </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
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</b></i></div>kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-55832235289533212682011-12-01T22:02:00.000-08:002011-12-01T22:02:49.630-08:00Laughter...<div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>~ Laughter ~</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><br />
</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>Oh the joy I feel when I hear you laugh. It makes me want to laugh too. I smile just thinking of all the funny things we've said, the silly things we've done. We have expierenced such joy through our laughing, through our innoncent and playful times. </em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><br />
</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>When you think about how sincere a belly laugh from a baby can be..and how we marvel that the baby would "know" to laugh. Well, I think that all the baby understands is pure joy and that laughter is the natural way to express the joy and love it feels at that exact moment. </em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><br />
</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>We expierence that pure joy when we laugh together as well. We expierence that sincere moment in time when we hold each other and laugh. Oh how wonderful those sweet moments are.</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><br />
</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>I wish you laughter in your relationships. I wish you pure joy. I wish you sincere love.</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><br />
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</em></strong></div>kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-41887570385359137492011-09-28T20:23:00.000-07:002011-09-28T20:23:29.714-07:00Time Out..<div align="center">Time Out...</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Time Out...to rest a while. To reflect on what life is all about. Time out to sit and ponder, look at the future and allow our minds to wonder....</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Time Out..</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Time Out ....to look back and savor the memories. </div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Time Out..</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Time Out....to dream of the future and what we hope it to be.....</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Time Out..</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">To let me....be me </div>kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-34632452247055093942011-08-02T10:01:00.000-07:002011-08-02T10:01:29.776-07:00I find in you....I find in me.....I find in us....Eternity.<div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><strong><em>I find in you, smiles are endless...</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><strong><em>I find in you, laughter is contagious...</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><strong><em>I find in you, the need to hold your hand... </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><strong><em>I find in you, a billion "i love yous"...</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><span style="color: #e06666;"><strong><em><br />
</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><strong><em>I find in me....I'm better in your presence...</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><strong><em>I find in me....the desire to be touched..</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><strong><em>I find in me....the giver I was designed to be....</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><strong><em>In your presence....I find so much in me...</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><strong><em>I find in us....the world is complete...</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><strong><em>I find in us...the sun rises and sets...</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><strong><em>I find is us...love has no boundries...</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><strong><em>I find in us...forever is not long enough... </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><strong><em>I find you and me, a cherished eternity...</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><strong><em> </em></strong></span><span style="color: #e06666;"><strong><em> </em></strong></span></div>kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-35511048853413301492011-07-26T14:42:00.000-07:002011-07-26T14:42:20.911-07:00Love is in the litte things we do...<div align="center"><em><strong>Love is in the little things we do...</strong></em></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><em><strong>When you bring me up a cup of my favorite coffee...or taking time to sit and drink a cup together.</strong></em></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><em><strong>When I wahs your clothes and iron them....or when you wear the shirt, you know I like.</strong></em></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><em><strong>When you take me out to my favorite place for dinner and let me order whatever I want..</strong></em></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><em><strong>When you write me a poem...or send one that you found and thought about me...</strong></em></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><em><strong>When you buy me little gifts of love...or when you like the gifts of love I give to you..</strong></em></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><em><strong>When you compliment me on my hair or dress..and shine when I give you some "handsome" compliments in return...</strong></em></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><em><strong>When you open the car door for me and close it after I get in...or when you let me drive and never volunteer driving lessons...or opinions..</strong></em></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><em><strong>Love is in the little things we do... </strong></em></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><em><strong> </strong></em></div>kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-37746284904539981672011-05-14T12:08:00.000-07:002011-05-14T12:08:54.115-07:00As we wonder....<div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong>As we wonder through life...and wonder through love...</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong>We will have many changes, to expierence...and many chances, to learn from those expierences. </strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong>As you wonder together, you may face some challenges, these can either bring you closer together or make you farther apart. You get to decide. </strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong> </strong></em></span><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong> I believe if we open our hearts and minds, </strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong>we shall see, that the challanges don't have to push us apart. </strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong> That they may actually make our bond even greater. It's all about choices.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong>I choose to love you. I choose to forgive you when you mis~read something I've said or done.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong>I choose to learn from my own mistakes. I choose to try to see your point of view. I choose.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong>I choose to be understanding. I choose to be forgiving. I choose to be loving. I choose.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong>I choose to wonder through life with you as my friend. I will laugh at your jokes. I will smile when I see your smiling face. I will wipe the tears off your checks when you cry. </strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong> I will hold you close to me and feel the warmth of your love. I will stand by your side forever.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong> I will cherish my memories as I grow old. I will look back on these days and be thankful for the chance to say... I chose you to be in my life.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong>As we wonder...we get to choose...we get to love. </strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong> </strong></em></span><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong> </strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong> </strong></em></span></div>kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-44515124289569309162011-04-11T06:10:00.000-07:002011-04-11T06:10:44.379-07:00Love Reigns Foreve in Me...<div align="center"><em><strong><span style="color: #990000;">I awoke and love was there. Morning birds sang into my bedroom window, as a small breeze gently danced with the curtains. </span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="color: #990000;">I was touched by soft blankets keeping me warm n cozy. Rising sunshine called me out of bed, wanting me feel it's warmth, breath in the freshness. </span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Then once to my window, I smelt the fragrance of my magnolia buds and knew they would soon be in full bloom. </span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Awe, love...you surround me in all things . You waken my senses, you feed my soul, you touch me deeply like nothing ever will.</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="color: #990000;"> Love reigns forever in me.</span></strong></em></div>kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-62861372507498187972011-03-27T15:47:00.000-07:002011-03-27T15:47:43.591-07:00What's Love all about anyway...?<div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong>You know we go through life with great expectations. As a little girl, I was gonna meet my prince Charming, fall madly in love, marry and live happily ever after.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong> As a teenager, I knew I'd marry, have children, be rich and travel the world over. </strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong> As a woman....I now have very different expectations. Today...I dream about walking hand in hand on the beach. Having late night conversations. Getting deep about life and what makes us happy.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong> As a woman, I am more into making sure my partner is happy. I want him to feel special. I want him to know how important he is. I want him to know my needs and desires.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong> Love is a part of this lifestyle. But, it's not everything. What I'm finding out as I go through this next stage of my life is that we need to have so much more to base our relationship on...besides love.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong> My goals and dreams should match up to his. We are exploring new avenue's together as we journey down new roads. We are asking each other more questions. We are offering better answers than ever before. We are talking...sharing...opening up to more conversations.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong>Our passion is growing in new ways as we share our needs. My desires are at a new level, as my libido climbs higher mountains . Romance is back in style. I need to be touched more. I need to be kissed..and kissed and yes, kissed some more. Hold me close, let me feel your body tightly wrapped in mine. Caress me with your words of love and adoration. Wink at me from across the room, let me catch your smile of appreciation. Whisper words of tender moments waiting to happen. Their is a fire burning deeply in me and needs to be doused my midnight. Wake me up with your smile as we spoon to the sunrise. Let me explore your happy places as we cuddle in the morning. As the day goes by, lets run and laugh. Let's eat and play. Let's joke and tease. Let's dance and sing.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #990000;"><em><strong>For this is what we get to do as we enjoy this next part of our life. This is living the dream. This is happiness. This is tenderness. This my friend....is truly what Love is all about. </strong></em></span></div>kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-42548031147461870772011-03-15T09:07:00.000-07:002011-03-15T09:07:10.276-07:00Whisper softly in my ear...<div align="center"><span style="color: #741b47;"><em><strong>You hear the birds singing to one another, the songs of love and adoration. Our love Doves were the best at sharing their love songs. Prince Charming would coo softly to Snow White...cacoo cacoo and she would respond with a more verbal thhrreeel...in only the sounds that love doves can make.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #741b47;"><em><strong>The birds are the first thing we hear in the morning,s as we open our windows to let spring slowly in. They share that warmer days are apon us. That love is in the air.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #741b47;"><em><strong>Whisper softly in my ear. Share with me what your heart desires. Words are the window to my soul. You reach me with your tongue....you speak to my mind.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #741b47;"><em><strong>As I whisper back, I tell you what I know you want to hear. My language soft, sweet and full of seduction. I give in to you that which I know your heart desires. I hear your needs and wish to fulfill. The lover in me needs to be set free. I am on fire. Quench my thirst and dowse me with your love. </strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #741b47;"><em><strong>So Whisper softly in my ear....and let me indulge in your every whim....for it will be my pleasure. </strong></em></span></div>kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-50506075311591872812011-02-23T09:04:00.000-08:002011-02-23T09:04:36.326-08:00Follow your Heart today...<div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><em><strong>Follow your Heart today...</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><em><strong>For your heart will lead you to what's most important to you at this moment in time. Your heart will guide you to all that you want and desire. We all have hopes and dreams when it comes to our love life. What is it that you are truly wanting? What is your passion? What is your desire? </strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><em><strong>If you know what you want..then that's the first step towards your goal. When you have a clear focus to what makes your heart sing..then you can work towards that goal.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><em><strong>Our love life is important, so why not make it a priority. Think of what you know they would love and then make plans to do it for them. Think of what you would appreciate in return and plant those seeds in your lovers life. </strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><em><strong>Making those we love, feel like they are our "one in a million" is so important. Make them feel special. Shower them with your love.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #e06666;"><em><strong>Follow your Heart today..... </strong></em></span></div>kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463430558753202548.post-46260157606197779362011-02-07T21:34:00.000-08:002011-02-07T21:34:05.847-08:00I believe in love...<div align="center"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><em><strong>I believe in love... </strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><em><strong>I believe in a love so strong that it endures the test of time. A love so deep that even the deepest oceans feel it's warmth. A love so passionate that even the largest tidal wave cannot crush it's power. I believe in love...</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><em><strong>I believe love wraps you in his arms and holds you till you die. I believe love hears your sighs and strengthens when you cry. I believe when love is tested, that in the end, love always wins. I believe in love...</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><em><strong>I believe that when you love, you easily forgive. That when you love, your smiles are more genuine. That when you love, your happiness is over flowing. That when you love, your whole body shows your love. I believe in love...</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><em><strong>I believe in loving forever, that nothing could ever stop your love from existing.</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><em><strong> That nothing can take away the love you freely give. I believe that love heals your broken heart and can mend the hearts of millions...yes, I believe in love...</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><em><strong>I believe in an unconditional love....yes it does exist. A love so pure and musical that even Cupid stops to listen. A love so wholesome that your side aches from wanting. A love so empowering that it brings you to your knees. I believe in love...</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><em><strong>I believe in love...</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><em><strong>Yes, I do believe in love. </strong></em></span></div>kimmiethegorgeoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244826632907538716noreply@blogger.com0