My love is like a red red rose

mood: in love
music: A red, red rose

My love is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June

My love is like the melody
That’s sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in love am I
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun :
And I will love thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only love,
And fare thee weel a while !
And I will come again, my love,
Thou’ it were ten thousand mile.

Poem by: Robert Burns

Today is Valentine's Day and a day of love, flowers and thinking about all the beloved ones. Of course it is also a day of commerce, a lot of stupid things and too much pink and red in the towns.

I am currently sitting in my office and misusing my computer here.

Just having a bit of time to write a very short entry. I wanted to wish you all a lovely day - either with your beloved one (should you be in a relationship) or with yourself. Loving someone does not only mean loving a different person ... loving means also caring for yourself and doing you something good.

I am doing something for me now - namely, listening to that beautiful song here:

The day started lovelier than lovely. I awoke at about six o'clock and silently crawled out of the bed not to disturbed my little cutie-pie laying there, legs and arms spread out as if he would be flying.

He is having a hard time in the clinic at the moment - having some cases to solve and a lot of clinic duty. So I do my very best to comfort him in any way.
Therefore I tiptoed into the kitchen where I prepared the coffee for breakfast. As soon as I heard the gurgling sound of the coffee machine I made my way into the bathroom.

Fifteen minutes and a loooong shower later, I stepped out of the room and nearly ran into a huge bunch of red roses.
"Wanna be my valentine?" a sleepy voice mumbled behind the bunch.
A smile enlightened my face and while sniffing at the flowers I mumbled back, "For sure I want".

The bunch was lowered now and a pair of sparkling blue eyes looked at me.
"Good morning awesomeness!" Greg greeted me and his eyes moved up and down my body.
Just standing there in my boxers and still damp hair, I shifted nervously from one foot to another. (I don't know why he still has that effect on me)
"You mean me, huh?" I asked back and tried to hide my bit of shyness behind a big grin.
"Mhm ..." he moaned and handed me the bunch of roses.
"Put them in the sink!" I just heard him saying before he clapped my buttock.
"Geez, Greg!" I squeaked like a little girl. "Your hands are damn cold!"
"C'mon, put them in the sink and then I will show you how you can give me warm hands!"

I have to admit that sometimes this harsh tone can give me the creeps - but in a good way.
The roses were placed in the sink and as soon as they were in there I found myself pulled back.

My body was pressed against his and cold hands were the last thing I thought of while my boxers found their way on the ground.
The next hour we spent with doing things that made it necessary to shower again ... this time not alone - so I have to admit that we came a tiny bit to late to work today.
Just half an hour ... but well.

We planned to spend the evening with having a delicious dinner for two (at home as all the other "happy" couples will be going out dining today) and probably with doing things that will make it necessary to take one or two showers later.

That are my plans for today and I am telling you nothing new when I say: I am really looking forward to it!

Wishing you a wonderful day ... full of love, joy and happiness!