January 26, 2009
LOVE AT FIRSTSIGHT
I first saw you nine years ago in the marina.
Even though you were just standing by the brokerage, it was obvious to me that you could sail. You looked beautiful, but you belonged to someone else.
It was almost a year before I actually spoke to you; he didn’t want you anymore I’d heard, but I had never forgotten you.
All my own work (for those of you who asked) Robert
I spoke quietly, didn’t I? So that passers by wouldn’t hear what I said and I remember sitting with you, among the boats in that same marina, for almost four hours. You let me get to know you a little and I was impressed by just how good a sailor you seemed to be.
Our first date together was unforgetable; a night sail and I could just feel your happiness as we moved across the sea. We sailed all night, just the two of us. You shone in the moonlight and I couldn’t stop sneaking glances at your curves.
You were just concentrating on sailing well, I know, but now and then you liked me touching you.
By dawn I knew that I would fall for you. You never cared that I was nine years older than you and you took no notice of what others said about us. To this day I still want to touch you every single time that I see you. Your beauty has increased with the passage of time and your quiet grace and calm affects me deeply.
You have shone a light where there had only ever previously been darkness. You have helped me to recognise the better parts of myself and you have made me a much better yachtsman. Your ability in all those gales and storms was awe inspiring and I owe you my life several times over.
We are together now and every morning I wake up with you is a joy. I know now that I shall grow old with you.
I loved you at first sight and, just as soon as I can afford to, I will replace your rigging.
All my own work (for those of you who asked)