TOASTING GONE WRONG
Woke up this morning to hubby's voice as he serenaded me
His every word was smooth and silky as it rained down endlessly on me
From my head to toe, it was pure magic in letters
His baritone voice spiced it all up
And looking at my tall glass of chocolate awesomeness as he beautifully sang off-key those words of love sent a shiver to my body and butterflies to my belly
A girl could get used to waking up this way every morning
How did I get so lucky?
As I listened to his passionate rendition my mind went back memory lane to when I had just graduated High school
I had begun budding into this beautiful young lady and as is the norm I had countless admirers make advances left right and centre but one stood out
Derrick was a cool guy living in my neighborhood
He had tried on several occasions to gain my attention all to no avail as I personally detested standing on the street to talk to guys besides in our days any young lady seen that way with a guy was tagged loose. That further cemented my decision never to be found talking on the street
Loverboy therefore resorted to sending me a love letter and part of it read
"Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold thou art fair;
thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks:
thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing;
whereof every one bears twins, and none is barren..."
The further I read, the angrier I became
And so I stormed his family house banging on his door and proceeded to give him the warning of his life
How dare he? I thought
After looking at me from head to toe he compared my hair to a goat's and my teeth to sheep's? that was definitely unforgivable
Oh I rained down the heavens on him
My little teenage mind didn't know he was only admiring me and as a pastor's kid, he decided to consult the Bible for help.
Many years later I'm lying here grinning from ear to ear listening to hubby bamboozle me with words.
Thank God for maturity oh.
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