In the early tangerine rays of a summer morning, you’ll find me peeking over the balcony – mussed hair, boyshorts and a tank – enchanted by the bustling market in the piazza below. Later, it is straight to the beach where the turquoise waters of the Aegean lap at my toes. Pebbles slip from beneath my feet as the sea steals back its cool waves.
Do you chase me in?
If it’s a work day, you’ll find me focused, grey jeans, black blouse, fingers flying over the keyboard until I pause, lip bitten, eyes glancing sideways in search of the right word. Fingers flying again once it is found.
That night it’s a long walk, maybe yoga? A simple meal, cuddled up, a good book. Or red lipstick, a dress to match stilettos at the symphony. A ballgame with friends?
Better yet, dinner al fresco in a small trattoria – the meal bursting with succulent flavors, a bottle of Barolo, two glasses. The conversation – lively, vivid, intimate and candlelit – carries itself deep into the wee hours of the night. The walk back home is arm-in-arm. A slow, savory amble.
I prefer spicy to mild, the subway to a limo but bubbly to beer. I’d take a simple room overlooking the sea to a palace . . . just about anywhere.
I am ready for a profound heart connection and an epic romance that makes my heart race, weakens my knees, and evolves into a magnificent marriage.
You are smart and multi-dimensional, passionate and grounded, and are ready for an epic, earth-shaking love that lasts a lifetime.
