Happy birthday, baby.

I've a special present for you, but you have to promise not to come out onto the balcony until I tell you you can, alright?

I promise it'll be worth the wait.

IlovePlayaIlovePlayaIlovePlayaIlovePlayaIlovePlaya.

IloveMrTheEdgeIloveMrTheEdgeIloveMrTheEdge

IlovelifeIlovelifeIlovelifeIlovelifeIlovelifeIlovelife

Yes, I might be a little tipsy. What’s your point?

He’s laughing. I’m too far away to see the person he’s talking with, their body is shaded by his, but I can tell by the curves on his back that he’s laughing. He laughs with his whole body, and I can already see his eyes - intelligent and humorous, those flecks of gold that just catch you off guard and dance a trail of fire down your spine ( Read more... )

.....hmmm

We got Rio coming up.

Badadadadada bamba...

But seriously: They've moved us from the Maracana stadium to a smaller one, and apparently U2 have been fully endorsing SKOL beer, music and all.

The 'samba school' have apparently been rehearsing like crazy.

But the beaches of Playa wash my cares away...

I remember last night... the drinking, the dancing, the kissing, the lovemaking, and eventually the sleeping of the truly blissed out.

And when I opened my eyes this morning, he was still there.

And I knew that it was going to be our year.

I love you.

His lean legs are in a tangle with mine, although our torsos are separate, leaning back against the covers, flushed with the exertion of love ( Read more... )

I wish I knew what to do to make it all go away. I want to chase everything back, and bring back light to wherever there's darkness. I want to take everything and make it pure and good again, and give happiness to those that I love. I want to make it perfect again, smooth over the surface, and fill in the cracks - not with mediocrity, but with ( Read more... )

Baby? What are we going to do for Christmas?