A Smile
So to end another weekend of bright sunshine, joyous, coffee, cigarettes, drinking, brilliance and work i had a highlight, it was on the Sunday night, I had a date with a beautiful blonde (lets call her Missy). At a nice restaurant called “Silt” accompanied with a bottle of champagne, our conversations were never ending! Working its way into our precious history as children, adolescents, and adults as well our families past and how we came to be comparing each others colourful lives with interest and admiration, so practically I came to find and cement my thoughts of the things that makes this particular “Missy” special. What many find an average dinner date of entree’s, a main course and a dessert, this was far beyond my expectations, so much better in fact, to have a date go so nice and smoothly, even if we were partially inebriated following a distinct straight mix of port, limes, Cointreau and liqueur. I was supremely happy and for once i felt obligated AND willing to pay the bill, which was Pittance for such a splendorous, joyful night, I don’t think I’ve ever felt such a connection on a first date, not one just of lust but when you see that one sparkle that shows its potential for something that can be the star burning bright, along with your excited caffeinated butterflies in your stomach, it does bring a smile to your face.
Our night didn’t end there, home I didn’t go until the morning’s light and let’s just say we “rocked the casbah”. I took comfort in her company and her ridiculously comfortable bed, waking up to her aqua blue eyes and the highlight for my weekend a smile.
Yours the all round happy
Alexander Vince
P.s Me before my date: A haircut and HOORAY a weight off my head!
Funny! I was reading your post and imagining some 50-something divorcee. I love your writing!
Funny! I don’t know whether to take that as a compliment or an insult :S
But thanks i guess….
Did you make a connection between possible wisdom of a 50 year old divorcee and my writing? 😛 Hahaha
Hmm…well, I work with one and my father is one…and the sheer pleasure you had from the date seemed like their giddiness at the thought of a phone call. You don’t know how many times I’ve been quizzed on which white wine would be best or what should one wear to a dinner at XYZ Restaurant. 🙂 I like your enthusiasm and your writing. That better? 😛
Oh so very much better 😛 Well if you read my “Fill you in post” you’d understand why I’m so enthusiastic , aswell as feeling so apreciated 🙂
appreciated*