Woman,
you are butter for bread
you are bananas for pancakes
and so much more
You are the negative pressure beneath my wings
you are the oboe that sings
a hot tub that soothes
oh woman
OH WOMAN!
Anyway, I love you B. Sing this little song to your self. I miss you. I'll see you soon.
Soft loves,
stu
Being apart for 2 months is hard...don't try it.
I can only imagine!!
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ReplyDeleteperfect picture for such a perfect song.
Oh, that is so sweet! Remember this is one of the reasons you feel for a "music man!" Nothing tugs at the heart strings like a song especially for you.
ReplyDeleteOops. . . I misspelled "fell" and wrote "feel" instead! I guess either word can apply :)!!!
ReplyDeleteOk. I won't try it... oh wait, crap.
ReplyDeleteThat was a beautiful song, stu does have a way with words. You get to go to Texas soon! That will be fun!
he is so thoughtful and clever! i'm glad he's coming home in less than a week.
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