When I'm with a woman, I like to let go and let life unveil its little mysteries, the ones that haven't been uncovered yet. I'm talking a woman who enjoys striking out on a new adventure with me, whether it's exploring a new neighbourhood in big scary Toronto, or popping in and out of quaint little shops in some undiscovered small town Ontario hideaway. A fun new restaurant, a delicious meal, a glass of wine in an inviting ambiance is what I call a great date.
On the weekends, after dark, in the company of a warm fire on a cottage deck, we are relaxing close enough to see each other's eyes dancing in the firelight, and having a conversation about life and love, you know, one of those moments that your mind wanders back to when life pauses long enough for you to catch your breathe. One of those moments you call up when you sit down and ask yourself, ok, where have I come from, and where am I going?
It could be a fun jog or workout where we push each other on and run faster to achieve that great exhausted feeling afterwards where you know you gave it your all. Then you don't feel nearly as bad for collapsing into each others arms on the couch for an evening of quiet TV, a tasty bowl of popcorn and Garden State.
When we are in a strange city we like to leave the cameras and the bags at the hotel and melt into everyday life, sitting back with a coffee at a little street side cafe patio, where we can mix with the locals, watch life go by as if we've lived there for years and dream about quitting our jobs to do just that forever. A stunning view of the ocean or the mountains is the only thing that breaks our concentration as we plan our day of taking in the sights, sounds, and culture of a wonderful foreign city.
What about a intimate summer concert, one of your or my favourite bands, enjoying the music, standing close so our bodies are touching and then afterwards, us sticking close through the crowd so we don't lose each other, me with one hand hanging on to your belt as we make our way through the merry throng, you navigating us to the exit among the concert goers still glowing from the bliss of hearing favourite songs live. Together we notice there is something very peaceful about a crowd of thousands in a very good mood. Is it legal to play the band you just heard on the stage in the car on the way home?
We sit down to talk and pretty soon somehow its like i've known you for years, my eyes light up and every word you have to say makes me want to get to know you more. Minutes turn into an hour in a flash, and we realize this one is different somehow. When we leave the date i find myself reflecting and for some reason that i can't quite put my finger on, i can't stop thinking about you and your last smile....and when i'm going to see you next.