brief snapshots in time. memories and thoughts. disorganized and random.

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

fish tales

He lifted it to his mouth. Once inside, his eyes closed. A smile spread across his face. The pure pleasure evident on his face.

He later asked if we could go away for a weekend and do mostly this. As I lifted my wine glass to my lips, I agreed it would be a great idea.

I smiled. He asked why. I said I was enjoying our evening. What I didn't quite admit was that I was really enjoying being there with him. With someone who likes raw fish, perhaps even as much as I do.


2 comments:

Glitter said...

I feel like I'm left hanging here...LOL.

hubs said...

you should tell him. there's nothing scary about knowing somebody enjoys your company.