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"home. it's where I want to be. pick me up and turn me 'round"
this might take a while. I've wanted to get this correct never right.
"I know nothing's wrong...I've got plenty of time.... you've got light in your eyes... and you're standing here beside me..."
you know the line I'm going to like...
"... you've got a face with a view..."
and I love my momma
and I'm a chart-topping brat
but this is about dan.
(I really really really really primally- it will be what breaks me again do...if I'm lucky enough to love another twelve seconds... and they don't invent longevity with neural iLink or whatevs)
but this is about dan
my very favorite dance partner I've ever had.
I'm not sure what I can say about him.
I've never kissed him.
I've never wanted to kiss him.
I've never wanted to seduce him.
I love him
more than anyone will ever know
or maybe mark would know
I fucking love to dance
love it
but like when I make love most of the time
I close my eyes
and when I sing
like dan, my beloved grandmother was a Leo
she detested when John Denver sang with his eyes closed.
"why does he sing with his eyes closed!"
and he was her very favorite singer.
with you, the best part is when we joke together with our eyes and bodies and the song and the crowd....we work a room as well as mother g
I could be as weird as I'd ever wanted to be in all my lives and
dan?
he would just laugh and
top it
"mother, the thing I can say about your diverse and so different children is one thing: people like to be around us mother... you raised children that everyone wants at the party...."
do I still have it in me?
for you, the song is so worth it and
you have been and maybe always will be my favorite partner.
I don't know if I can explain it.
when mark and I fell apart, you lived with us.
we valued your air as we suffocated our marriage
while we poofed and laughed at the sinking ship.
when we text, we include you.
when I dance by myself, I often wish you were here.
when I think about my simultaneous dance contest on level five, you're my partner.
I fell the fuck apart after spouse #2 beat me to the punch and ran with my head atwixt my shame pike and you took a walk with me on the river and made me light up again because you made me laugh in my mystery of misery... and god I love you for it....I am grateful you exist you douche.
you're the life of my party, and if I ever see you again - like I once thought I never would, you'd have to know...
I love you
dan
man
let's fucking dance.... for fear that life is all....
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