Like I'm a maid at the Waldorf who has overlooked the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door and has pushed it open ever so slightly then realised that you had ... how should I say this ... company.
But as usual, your wisdom connects and is taken to heart. We're all the much better for your presence, dear.
Oh my dearest Gay, I have only the memory of you surrounded by an entourage of stunningly handsome men, now. On a good day, I can confess that I've been jilted by love. But those days are as rare as is your magnificent beauty. So, I survive... on a house account of deli goods and liquor. Oh you can call it life, if that comforts you. But I don't, and I won't. I simply cannot bare the thought of not having you. Its un-natural to think we will never be together. So, I have to pay some "psychiatrist" on Canon Drive to provide me with some, shall we say, relief. Otherwise, I would drown in my 5th of sorrow without you. Gay! Gay, Gay, Gay. I... well, I... I love you. There, I said it.
Is that Robert Alda opposite you?
ReplyDeleteMagic by the way... as always... you are pure magic.
Love,
V
Thank you sweetheart.
ReplyDeleteThat's right, Robert Alda reading the part of Alan Loomis.
XX,Gay
Fabulous! Love!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Mindy.
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Oh, Gay! I feel quite dirty listening in to this!
ReplyDeleteLike I'm a maid at the Waldorf who has overlooked the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door and has pushed it open ever so slightly then realised that you had ... how should I say this ... company.
But as usual, your wisdom connects and is taken to heart. We're all the much better for your presence, dear.
radioShirley x
Sorry if I made you blush, darling.
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Gay...you are doing the right thing. Hold on to your scruples - your talent will see you through.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Chip.
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keep the mink...
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I buried it.
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Oh my dearest Gay, I have only the memory of you surrounded by an entourage of stunningly handsome men, now. On a good day, I can confess that I've been jilted by love. But those days are as rare as is your magnificent beauty. So, I survive... on a house account of deli goods and liquor. Oh you can call it life, if that comforts you. But I don't, and I won't. I simply cannot bare the thought of not having you. Its un-natural to think we will never be together. So, I have to pay some "psychiatrist" on Canon Drive to provide me with some, shall we say, relief. Otherwise, I would drown in my 5th of sorrow without you. Gay! Gay, Gay, Gay. I... well, I... I love you. There, I said it.
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