You

Today,

you tried.

Succeeded,

in making

me feel clumsy,

stupid, inadequate.

( Don't worry, that boat already sailed.)

Moments of the day stretched

like a cat on a sunny mat.

I thought the eight hours would never end.

Eight hours of awkward glances,

body language that took me

a million miles away from you every time you stepped

into my 18 " comfort zone.

Poles apart.

That's how you made me feel.

At break I sat quiet and alone, reading my new book

* The Poisonwood Bible.*

I felt alone.

Aching for home time.

I tried to be nice to everyone I met but my smile hid

a hurting heart.

Showers.

Hot showers.

There is nothing like a hot shower to wash away the day.

When I went into the kitchen to start dinner,

there it was.

Another book from my wish list.

I'd just mentioned it in passing to you ( lovely person )

last night.

You went out of your way today just to get it for me.

Then you put on this song, and danced with me.

Happiness attached itself to my bones

as we danced liked crazies around the kitchen.

In that moment,

I've never loved you more.