i build dreams around you. no really, i do.

and darling, they are beautiful dreams, you’d enjoy them immensely.

full of color and light and laughter and warmth and everything that sparkles all around.

like an explosion of all that’s wonderful in the world with you, my dear, in the epicenter of it all.

and what i’d give to be able to share them with you, i’d take you on a ride of whimsy and you’d think i’m crazy but it would still be fabulous.

we’d spend every week in a different place, exploring new worlds, meeting new people, tasting new foods.

and we’d preach to all sorts of people, you with your spanish and me with my chinese and korean, together we’d be a tour d’force, a hurricane

we might not have much, but we’d be so, so happy. unbelievably so.

and i’d even give up my handbags and shoes, all the makeup in the world to be with you.

i could even forgo running water and western toilets if you’d be by my side

not even bouts of diarrhea or the threat of parasites and bugs could dampen my enthusiasm

and when the going gets tough, i’d hold your hand and you’d hold mine and the world would be beautiful again

to feel the beat of your pulse through the warmth of your hand…

and we won’t even let the threat of money or persecution hang above us like the blade of a guillotine

you make me want to be a better person.

i am still building dreams around you.

about you

graceful lily