He’ll ask you to come over and kiss you with passion on the doorstep.
Pick you up and throw you around, and brush your neck ever so gently.
You’ll fall into each others arms and then when it’s done, your eyes
will meet and glow with delight.
Cause there’s two room-temp panzerotti from Bitondos waiting for you guys…
With an unopened bottle of Melbec.
You talk food and life and everything in between and sigh upon that first bite in the panz,
and the squeaky cheese that taste like Italy.
Then you discuss how it’s nearly
impossible to trust people who don’t like Seinfeld- and how it is
completely impossible for you to finish that panzo. So you’re hungry boy finishes it with delight.
Then you collapse on the couch to watch Louie CK but before that you throw down a handful of candy in his lap.
Twizzlers. Pop rocks. Sour keys. Rolo. All the candy. All the happiness.
His arm around you and sweets in your mouth, your eyes are heavy oops you’re both falling asleep on each other.
With not a word spoken, he grabs your hand and you fall asleep side by side.
You dream about him all night. His face. His words. His life. And water glasses (?)
You two sleep like babies straight throughout the night. And wake up at 6:45 to the sound of birds and the ocean. His alarm clock.
And that’s it
Janelle writer of MaybeinNewYork.com
I spent some time in California.
Dating a few years ago now, but I still get flash backs of those beautiful January days.
I’d wake up early and jet out to buy coffee- the coffee in the hostel was usually stale and accompanied by awkward morning conversations.
There was a familiar strip I’d take just a block north of the ocean.
Everyday I’d see boys pile out of their jeeps and walk barefoot to the beach.
They were ready with their wetsuits on, and surfboards above their head.
In the middle of January somewhere in California you’d see a line up of cars at the crosswalk waiting to let those wide eyed beautiful boys swim in the ocean.
Then I’d sit in La Jolla and watch them wait for waves, clustered together with their feet dangling in the water.
And an uncompromising love for the ocean.