Scrabble

...dedicated to Juvie We are in each other's arms, and dancing... the lights are low, and the music is soft. You perfume is so delicate, like a fresh spring rain. We are cheek to cheek, and in another world. A man tries to butt in, and I shoo him away... no way is anyone taking my girl away from me. We take our seats, as I pull your chair out for you. You say you have to go to the ladies' room to freshen up, but you look fine to me... a princess with her prince. We dance some more, and I steal a kiss. In your black cocktail dress you are by far the loveliest woman there. The chandeliers are twinkling in your eyes. "I love you so," I gently whisper. "Hold me close!" We leave early... I open the car door for you, and make sure you are comfortable. When we arrive home we rush into the bedroom. You slip off your dress, and I get out of my tuxedo. "Scrabble?" you ask. 'Scrabble it is!" I reply. In jeans and sweatshirts we sit on the living room floor. You beat me hands down! I ask you if you want to play again and, sleepily, you say no. "Let's go to bed and cuddle!" you suggest... and so we do. The perfect end to a perfect evening.