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A Tiny Invitation


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First Day



The first work day of the new week, Monday late afternoon, after my demanding work job, I stomped over the loose green tinted tree leaves of springtime and moved ahead with a stern face, stopping at the front door of my apartment, looking down at a tiny vanilla tinted envelope which held a series of tiny red tinted birds in flight.

I blinked my eyelashes again for a second view.

The tiny vanilla tinted envelope was engulfed in a set of loose tiny green tinted tree leaves and white flower petals.

I squatted down and snatched up the item, gasping in shock while smelling the faint lavender fragrance odor coming from the tiny envelope. I ripped open the delicate envelope and stood upright from the entrance slab, pulling out a tiny single sheet of vanilla tinted paper with the same design, a series of tiny red tinted birds in flight that flew off the page in the upper corner. I read a set of hand printed words of blue tinted ink in silence.




Give me your dreams in my eyes, dear heart,

And the smiles on your soft flower petal lips,

As never a king of ancient time fought more for land and love.


Give me your thought that you think of me, dear sweet,

Within the dreams of your wildest desires,

And never a saint that I will be as I shield your love of pure fire.


Give me your body to love and to hold, dear girl,

Let me kneel at your feet, in the dust,

Following your foot path in the darkest of night,

With the star of your love for a shining light and swallow up your trust.




I smiled down at the tiny love note and reached over, unlocking with latch with the key, opening the door and entered into my one-bedroom apartment with a soft giggle of happiness. I was single again after voting for the wrong President of the USA during the November election. The family of my former fiancé had found out and then forbidden my planned and paid wedding ceremony to their son. Now, I continued to work and pay for a non-used bridal gown and a large catering company invoice that included food for two hundred people, where my parents refused to honor all of the wedding debt.

I moved ahead toward the old ratty brown colored sofa and sat down with a deep sigh, re-reading the tiny note love with a smile, kicking off the pair of unpolished high heels while undressing a body from the wool business suit.

I lived alone without a boyfriend or a promise of a fun date on Saturday night. I had dated my engaged fiancé since high school, through college graduation, and two calendar years of my first working job until six months ago. After the discovery of my voting preference, the wedding plans had ignited into several plumes of colorful flames and then had burned out into tiny drafts of gray ashes.

My former nice and good looking fiancé had leased a very nice apartment for my use until our anticipated wedding night. Then I had to find and rent a reasonable apartment within the city. The home residence of my parents was too far for commuting every day for my work job while paying on all the outstanding bridal loans.

I lived within a modest apartment complex that fit my financial budget with a ground level rental for the past six months. There were two other apartments that occupied the second and third tier within my same building. And I had not met any of my new neighbors as I was a busy working girl, who awoke at sunrise and home at sunset.

However, I did befriend and fed a herd of stray cats with a set of tiny kittens at the base of a tall oak tree that stood alone among the manicured lawn of dead grass of wintertime which was several feet in front of my building every late afternoon, before nighttime. That action made me wonder if I might have a secret admirer, who happened to live within my same building and above my hair roots inside one of the other two occupied apartments.

I would see some of the neighbors heading out from the apartment toward a parked car for a work job or coming back home from the work job while each one slowly strolled towards an individual apartment without a hand wave. I lived on the edge of a big metro city, where people did not speak or wave or interfere with your personal affairs.

Maybe, I had seen my secret admirer, but I thought not. The only neighbors I had greeted before was a middle aged married coupled with children or without a child, who seemed to be older than I.

Inside my apartment, I stood upright from the sofa with an ugly yawn and slowly moved ahead, stopping at the forward wall. I reached down and opened the side table, dropping a hand down into the junk draw, pulling out a tape dispenser. I reached over and taped in pink tint the tiny love note onto the plaster wall between the columns of colored paint for fun. I didn’t want to use a nail and a hammer and then damage the apartment wall. Then I would be paying for a repair cost after eventually leaving the complex for a better apartment or a new residential house.

I was careful about saving my nickels and dimes for my future.

The apartment complex had been built forty years ago, during the fad of colorful and weird art deco design units had been both fun and popular. Honestly, I didn’t particular like the set of wiggling red colored and alternating white tinted columns of paint on the wall but it came with the apartment.

My eyeballs stared at the tiny sliver of vanilla tinted paper with a series of tiny red tinted birds in flight that flew off the page in the upper corner. I re-read the set of hand printed words of blue tinted ink in silence.




Give me your dreams in my eyes, dear heart,

And the smiles on your soft flower petal lips,

As never a king of ancient time fought more for land and love.


Give me your thought that you think of me, dear sweet,

Within the dreams of your wildest desires,

And never a saint that I will be as I shield your love of pure fire.


Give me your body to love and to hold, dear girl,

Let me kneel at your feet, in the dust,

Following your foot path in the darkest of night,

With the star of your love for a shining light and swallow up your trust.




I back stepped from the wall with another ugly yawn while starting to perform my routine nightly activities, consisting feeding the herd of stray cats, eating a plate of cold food, bathing in hot water, and finishing that romance novel, before a new day of the same old work job of the same old work week arrived.



Second Day



The second work day of the same week, Tuesday late afternoon, after leaving my work office, I parked the car and then stomped over the new set of loose green tinted tree leaves coming from the breezy wind storm and moved ahead, stopping at the front door of my small apartment, looking down at the door step.

A tiny white colored envelope that displayed a tiny set of parked yellow and black tinted bumblebees on top of yellow colored flowers was engulfed with a set of loose green tinted tree leaves, pink tinted flower petals, and a single piece of red and white tinted peppermint candy.

I squatted down and touched the item, smelling the faint odor of vanilla beans. I ripped open the wrapping of the candy first and popped the sweet treat into my mouth with a smile, sucking on the peppermint flavor, gently opening the delicate envelope with a smile. I stood upright from the concrete slab and pulled out a tiny single sheet of white tinted paper, reading a set of hand printed words of blue tinted ink in silence.




Happy greetings and lovely pleasantries to you this day!

May courage never flee and worry never finds you!

May neither success nor failure ever foolishly outwit you!

And may you never want for a pal to laugh with, a lover to play with, a companion to live with, and a friend to stand with.




I continued to suck on the hard candy with a silly grin and stared down at the new love note. My secret admirer wanted to be more than a fun boyfriend. The words inside the poem revealed a long-term romantic relationship.

Well, I was really for a new romance and a new man. I had not dated for six months after the rejection and the humiliation. I needed to have some fun within my financial budget, of course.

I looked up with a giggle and turned to survey each dark brown tinted fake wooden siding on each apartment building.

My building was the last structure in a row of four next to the entrance driveway and in front a wall of patch of green lush forest. Behind my fanny was a solid wall of more dark brown fake wood siding without a door or a viewing window that was connected to someone else’s rear apartment. Above my head, there was a tall stairwell that climbed up to the second and third tiers of apartments and into the parking lot. Thus, my apartment was actually both isolated and not connected to any of the other apartments but viewed a sight of wonderful forest trees. I didn’t see any person hiding behind the forest tree or down below the row of low plant bushes. I exhaled with a puff of amusement and entered the apartment.

I opened the door and moved ahead inside my apartment, stopping in front of the forward wall and then taped the second love note onto the same wall with a giggle. My mouth continued to suck on the peppermint flavor with a set of pouted lips.

My eyeballs darted backward to the first love note on the wall that I had found on the door step on the first day, without a piece of candy.




Give me your dreams in my eyes, dear heart,

And the smiles on your soft flower petal lips,

As never a king of ancient time fought more for land and love.


Give me your thought that you think of me, dear sweet,

Within the dreams of your wildest desires,

And never a saint that I will be as I shield your love of pure fire.


Give me your body to love and to hold, dear girl,

Let me kneel at your feet, in the dust,

Following your foot path in the darkest of night,

With the star of your love for a shining light and swallow up your trust.




My eyeballs darted back to the second love note that I had received on the second day of the week while silently reading, sucking on the piece of peppermint candy with a smile.




Happy greetings and lovely pleasantries to you this day!

May courage never flee and worry never finds you!

May neither success nor failure ever foolishly outwit you!

And may you never want for a pal to laugh with, a lover to play with, a companion to live with, and a friend to stand with.




I bounced up and down with excitement of a new romantic adventure with a secret admirer. I had never had a secret admirer or someone to give a present of beauty as a surprise. I softly clapped with a set of giggles and back stepped from the wall of two love notes with a chuckle, spinning around, dashing down the hallway with a grin, racing towards my bedroom. “I really do have a secret admirer that does live here within my apartment building complex, who is secretly spying on me for his naughty fun. It sounds both intriguing and creepy.”

I was twenty nine years old and pretty nice looking. I wasn’t a gorgeous beauty queen or a tall fashion model but I was average height and weight with an average looking face. I had a college education and worked a nice paying job, a good asset for any future husband. And I was still an innocent virgin which should provide an exciting discussion item with my new secret admirer. Honestly, I had not thought about dating a new man as I was too busy at work. But the two tiny love letters had given me both courage and hope.

I turned the wall corner and entered into my bedroom, stopping inside the wardrobe closet, quickly exchanging the business suit for a pair of ratty blue tinted sweatpants and a white plan T-shirt pondering if I should show off more flesh and leg meat for my secret admirer, who must be spy and might be admiring my body now. I decided against that idea and waited to see if my secret admirer would come out and stand on top of the upstairs exterior patio with a hand wave to my person, this evening.

I rushed out the bedroom and entered the kitchen, preparing a tray of fresh cat food items and then washed my dirty hands, grabbing the tray. I exited the kitchen with a smile, moving into the living room and halted with a giggle.

My eyeballs darted backward to the first love note on the wall that I had found on the door step on the first day, without a piece of candy.




Give me your dreams in my eyes, dear heart,

And the smiles on your soft flower petal lips,

As never a king of ancient time fought more for land and love


Give me your thought that you think of me, dear sweet,

Within the dreams of your wildest desires,

And never a saint that I will be as I shield your love of pure fire.


Give me your body to love and to hold, dear girl,

Let me kneel at your feet, in the dust,

Following your foot path in the darkest of night,

With the star of your love for a shining light and swallow up your trust.




My eyeballs darted back to the second love note that I had received on the second day of the week while silently reading, sucking on the piece of peppermint candy with a smile.




Happy greetings and lovely pleasantries to you this day!

May courage never flee and worry never finds you!

May neither success nor failure ever foolishly outwit you!

And may you never want for a pal to laugh with, a lover to play with, a companion to live with, and a friend to stand with.




I finished sucking on the peppermint candy and chewed up the fine pieces of sweetness, moving ahead with a smile, marching across the patio door and kicked the piles of loose green tinted tiny tree leaves and the pink tinted soft flower petals away from my flat shoes, strolling toward the tall oak tree.

The herd of colorful and shy stray cats watched the delivery of the food while silently crouching inside the hidden lush woodlands.

This afternoon, I slowly strolled over the dead wintertime grass that showed a couple of new light green sprouts of springtime and then halted, slowing bending down at the waistline towards the tree roots with a silly giggle. My secret admirer should be getting a good look at my long back spine and my fit fanny.

I squatted down with a puff and slowly dumped out each open can of cat food in slow motion and as my pair of eyeballs darted to the side and focused on the second tier exterior balcony. The balcony was enclosed with a wall of solid vanilla colored concrete. The modest apartment complex saved a lot of money and paint by using the gallons of rough and raw concrete for the outside sidewalks, the exterior stairwells, and the exterior balconies. My single eyeball didn’t notice a squatting or a sitting handsome or unhandsome male on the second balcony platform. My single eyeball darted up toward the highest balcony on the third floor without seeing any motion or hearing any noise either.

I dumped out the last open can of smelly cat food and the rattled the small bag of dry cat food while alerting all the cats that I had provided another free meal for the evening. I slowly stood upright from the dead grass with a smile and then slowly turned to face a wall of two upper exterior balconies with a giggle, slowly strolling back towards my ground level patio floor without seeing an open door on the upper floor or a waving hand of my secret admirer.

I had concluded that my secret admirer worked a day job like my person and performed a set of routine activities during the evening hours also.

I entered back into the apartment and stopped with a smile, staring at the weirdly painted wall of white and red hue that displayed a short line of love notes with the smelly tray of empty cat food cans.

My eyeballs darted backward to the first love note on the wall that I had found on the door step on the first day of the week on Monday without a piece of hard colored candy.




Give me your dreams in my eyes, dear heart,

And the smiles on your soft flower petal lips,

As never a king of ancient time fought more for land and love.


Give me your thought that you think of me, dear sweet,

Within the dreams of your wildest desires,

And never a saint that I will be as I shield your love of pure fire.


Give me your body to love and to hold, dear girl,

Let me kneel at your feet, in the dust,

Following your foot path in the darkest of night,

With the star of your love for a shining light and swallow up your trust.




My eyeballs darted back to the second love note that I had received on today on Tuesday while silently reading again with a smile.




Happy greetings and lovely pleasantries to you this day!

May courage never flee and worry never finds you!

May neither success nor failure ever foolishly outwit you!

And may you never want for a pal to laugh with, a lover to play with, a companion to live with, and a friend to stand with.




I decided that I liked the second love note best. The words expressed my inner thoughts better and my inner dreams of having a pal, a lover, a companion, and a friend all rolled into a male, who would become my future husband.

I nodded with a smile at the wall of two love notes and swiftly moved ahead into the kitchen space and stopped. I reached down and placed the smelly tray of empty cat food cans on top of the kitchen counter which would be dumped down into the gigantic apartment owned trash receptacle in the morning before my work job.

I scooted around the kitchen to prepare a plate of cold food with a silly grin and a happy heart of glee that I had a secret admirer, who had lovingly left two love notes within two days in front of my front doorstep. I prepared a plate of food and ate while finishing my nightly routine chores, before the work day of tomorrow.



Third Day



The third work day in the same week, Wednesday afternoon, after my working job, I rushed away from the parked car with a smile and glided down the concrete stairs with delightfulness, stomping over the new set of loose green tinted tree leaves and yellow tinted soft flower petals, stopping in front of my apartment door and looked down with a smile to the smooth concrete vanilla tinted slab.

A pair of two tiny white colored envelopes was engulfed in a set of loose green tinted tiny tree leaves, yellow tinted soft flower petals with two individual pieces of wrapped lemon colored candies in front of my doorway.

I squatted down with a giggle and reached out, snatching up one of the lemon pieces of candy, unwrapping the clear foil and popped it into my mouth. I immediately gagged at the terrible taste and turned a face, spitting the nasty piece of candy onto the dead grass. I continued to mouth drool from the nasty flavor of the lemon candy, mouth spitting onto the dead grass also. I exhaled with a puff of stinky breathe and reached down with a smile, snatching the two delicate envelopes, smelling the odor of peaches with a giggle of delight. I ripped open one of the envelopes with a giggle and read a set of the hand written words in blue tinted ink in silence.




Sweetheart, good night!

If I might keep your body with me through the hours of light slumber, hold you beside me while dreaming in thunder and then hushed in the shadow of my strong arms.

If I might touch your lips as your lips touch mine while darkness slips silently into the dawn.

There is no need for this brief pause of parting for my swift words speak quick and softly into your close eardrums.

Quickly come and see me, now, before the dream is broken during the night when my heart takes your heart and all is good night.




I gasped with shock. My secret admirer was planning a sexual encounter after our first night of a nice social dinner. I truly like the idea and craved the companionship. My days were filled with work. My nights were filled with silly romance novels and laundering my dirty clothes.

I smiled with happiness of a date within six months and the ripped open the second envelope, lifting the tiny sliver of paper with a poem that had been written by Clovys Coya Court which had been entitled Song. I started reading a set of hand printed words in blue tinted ink in silence.




Too often, the dawn has broken the charms of the night, the stars, and the love.

Too short are the moments within your arms as the black fades to blue up above.

Hold back the dimming starlight, the moon which is our light.

For too often, the dawn has broken the charms of the night, the stars, and the love.




I frowned with confusion as I didn’t like this poem, but I was not a writer of love notes either. I slowly stood upright with a deep sigh of joy and reached out, unlocking the latch on the entrance door. I entered my apartment and moved ahead toward the forward wall and stopped. I reached over and plucked up two pieces of pink tinted tape, leaning over, tapping the third love note on top of the red colored paint and then the fourth love note on the next wiggling column of red paint with a giggle, back stepping with a grin, admiring the prettily self-decorated wall.

My eyeballs darted to the first love note that I had found on the door step on the first day of Monday silently reading with a smile.




Give me your dreams in my eyes, dear heart,

And the smiles on your soft flower petal lips,

As never a king of ancient time fought more for land and love.


Give me your thought that you think of me, dear sweet,

Within the dreams of your wildest desires,

And never a saint that I will be as I shield your love of pure fire.


Give me your body to love and to hold, dear girl,

Let me kneel at your feet, in the dust,

Following your foot path in the darkest of night,

With the star of your love for a shining light and swallow up your trust.




My eyeballs darted forward to the second love note that I had received on the second day of the week on Tuesday while silently reading with a smile.




Happy greetings and lovely pleasantries to you this day!

May courage never flee and worry never finds you!

May neither success nor failure ever foolishly outwit you!

And may you never want for a pal to laugh with, a lover to play with, a companion to live with, and a friend to stand with.




My eyeballs forward to the third love note that I had received today on Wednesday while silently reading with a smile.




Sweetheart, good night!

If I might keep your body with me through the hours of light slumber, hold you beside me while dreaming in thunder and then hushed in the shadow of my strong arms.

If I might touch your lips as your lips touch mine while darkness slips silently into the dawn.

There is no need for this brief pause of parting for my swift words speak quick and softly into your close eardrums.

Quickly come and see me, now, before the dream is broken during the night when my heart takes your heart and all is good night.




My eyeballs darted forward to the fourth love note that I had also received today on Wednesday on my doorstep while silently reading with a smile.




Too often, the dawn has broken the charms of the night, the stars, and the love.

Too short are the moments within your arms as the black fades to blue up above.

Hold back the dimming starlight, the moon which is our light.

For too often, the dawn has broken the charms of the night, the stars, and the love.




My favorite poem was the first one with the words: give me. Well, I would give my person and my love, if this secret admirer was the right mate for the date. I giggled out loud with my mental thought process.

My least favorite poem was the fourth love note. It was too short on romantic words but it did hint at sex which was an open option for an innocent virgin. I giggled out loud again with my nasty mental thought process.

I continued to stand with a nod in silence, softly clapping with delight. I definitely had verified that I did hold the eyeball of a secret admirer. I back stepped from the newly decorated wall with my line of love notes with a giggle and spun around, moving ahead, turned the corner and dashed down the hallway into my bedroom, strolling into the bathroom.

Inside the bathroom, I quickly refreshed my dirty body from the work day with a touch of sweet flora perfume of lavender flowers and then rapidly moved ahead into the wardrobe closet, exchanging my business suit for a pair of shorty shorts and a tank top of bright red that signal to my secret admirer the perfect sign of eternal love. My new clothing attire should alert my secret admirer that was feeling both the same intrigue and suspense in each romantic word coming from four individual love notes like his feelings.

I bounced up and down with anticipation of the new evening with my secret admirer while exiting from the closet, through the bedroom space with excitement of meeting my secret admirer, racing down the hallway while catching up with my racing heart. I turned the wall corner and entered into the kitchen, stopping at the counter, preparing the tray of cat fresh food for the herd of stray animals.

I reached over and washed my dirty hands and back stepped from the kitchen counter, dashing away from the kitchen, moving into the living room setting and stopped with a giggle, staring at my new wall of love notes again.

My eyeballs darted to the first love note that I had found on the door step on the first day of Monday silently reading with a smile.




Give me your dreams in my eyes, dear heart,

And the smiles on your soft flower petal lips,

As never a king of ancient time fought more for land and love.


Give me your thought that you think of me, dear sweet,

Within the dreams of your wildest desires,

And never a saint that I will be as I shield your love of pure fire.


Give me your body to love and to hold, dear girl,

Let me kneel at your feet, in the dust,

Following your foot path in the darkest of night,

With the star of your love for a shining light and swallow up your trust.




My eyeballs darted forward to the second love note that I had received on the second day of the week on Tuesday while silently reading with a smile.




Happy greetings and lovely pleasantries to you this day!

May courage never flee and worry never finds you!

May neither success nor failure ever foolishly outwit you!

And may you never want for a pal to laugh with, a lover to play with, a companion to live with, and a friend to stand with.




My eyeballs forward to the third love note that I had received today on Wednesday while silently reading with a smile.




Sweetheart, good night!

If I might keep your body with me through the hours of light slumber, hold you beside me while dreaming in thunder and then hushed in the shadow of my strong arms.

If I might touch your lips as your lips touch mine while darkness slips silently into the dawn.

There is no need for this brief pause of parting for my swift words speak quick and softly into your close eardrums.

Quickly come and see me, now, before the dream is broken during the night when my heart takes your heart and all is good night.




My eyeballs darted forward to the fourth love note that I had also received today on Wednesday on my doorstep while silently reading with a smile.




Too often, the dawn has broken the charms of the night, the stars, and the love.

Too short are the moments within your arms as the black fades to blue up above.

Hold back the dimming starlight, the moon which is our light.

For too often, the dawn has broken the charms of the night, the stars, and the love.




Now, my new favorite poem was the third love note. I liked that the set of romantic words referenced his kiss on my lips and his body on my body. I giggled out loud and turned bright red hue on my face with embarrassment, slowly moving ahead and away from my newly decorated wall of love notes and stopped, opening the sliding glass patio door, marching onto the patio floor and kicked away the pile of loose green tinted tiny tree leaves and yellow tinted soft flower petals from my pair of heeled summertime sandals with a sour frown.

I slowly strolled ahead without the tray of cat food like a love-sick teenager and halted with a giggle on top of the dirty patio floor. I back stepped for fun and then re-entered the living room setting with a silly grin and stopped in place, staring at the wall of love notes with a smile.

My eyeballs darted to the first love note that I had found on the door step on the first day of Monday silently reading with a smile.




Give me your dreams in my eyes, dear heart,

And the smiles on your soft flower petal lips,

As never a king of ancient time fought more for land and love.


Give me your thought that you think of me, dear sweet,

Within the dreams of your wildest desires,

And never a saint that I will be as I shield your love of pure fire.


Give me your body to love and to hold, dear girl,

Let me kneel at your feet, in the dust,

Following your foot path in the darkest of night.

With the star of your love for a shining light and swallow up your trust.




My eyeballs darted forward to the second love note that I had received on the second day of the week on Tuesday while silently reading with a smile.




Happy greetings and lovely pleasantries to you this day!

May courage never flee and worry never finds you!

May neither success nor failure ever foolishly outwit you!

And may you never want for a pal to laugh with, a lover to play with, a companion to live with, and a friend to stand with…




My eyeballs forward to the third love note that I had received today on Wednesday while silently reading with a smile.




Sweetheart, good night!

If I might keep your body with me through the hours of light slumber, hold you beside me while dreaming in thunder and then hushed in the shadow of my strong arms.

If I might touch your lips as your lips touch mine while darkness slips silently into the dawn.

There is no need for this brief pause of parting for my swift words speak quick and softly into your close eardrums.

Quickly come and see me, now, before the dream is broken during the night when my heart takes your heart and all is good night.




My eyeballs darted forward to the fourth love note that I had also received today on Wednesday on my doorstep while silently reading with a smile.




Too often, the dawn has broken the charms of the night, the stars, and the love.

Too short are the moments within your arms as the black fades to blue up above.

Hold back the dimming starlight, the moon which is our light.

For too often, the dawn has broken the charms of the night, the stars, and the love.




Still, my new favorite poem was the third love note with the touching set of romantic words that referenced his kiss on my lips and his body on my body. I giggled out loud and moved ahead and away from my newly decorated wall of love notes, dashing into the kitchen space, stopping at the counter and picked up the cat tray of fresh food items.

I spun around and slowly exited the kitchen space for the second time, slowly strolling through the living room and stopped with a silly giggle, staring at my wall of love notes.

I could not resist the words or the urge or the love that came from having a secret admirer. This was the first time that I had acquired a secret admirer. I felt excitement, nervousness, intrigue, and scared.

My eyeballs darted to the first love note that I had found on the door step on the first day of Monday silently reading with a smile.




Give me your dreams in my eyes, dear heart,

And the smiles on your soft flower petal lips,

As never a king of ancient time fought more for land and love.


Give me your thought that you think of me, dear sweet,

Within the dreams of your wildest desires,

And never a saint that I will be as I shield your love of pure fire.


Give me your body to love and to hold, dear girl,

Let me kneel at your feet, in the dust,

Following your foot path in the darkest of night,

With the star of your love for a shining light and swallow up your trust.




My eyeballs darted forward to the second love note that I had received on the second day of the week on Tuesday while silently reading with a smile.




Happy greetings and lovely pleasantries to you this day!

May courage never flee and worry never finds you!

May neither success nor failure ever foolishly outwit you!

And may you never want for a pal to laugh with, a lover to play with, a companion to live with, and a friend to stand with.




My eyeballs forward to the third love note that I had received today on Wednesday while silently reading with a smile.




Sweetheart, good night!

If I might keep your body with me through the hours of light slumber, hold you beside me while dreaming in thunder and then hushed in the shadow of my strong arms.

If I might touch your lips as your lips touch mine while darkness slips silently into the dawn.

There is no need for this brief pause of parting for my swift words speak quick and softly into your close eardrums.

Quickly come and see me, now, before the dream is broken during the night when my heart takes your heart and all is good night.




My eyeballs darted forward to the fourth love note that I had also received today on Wednesday on my doorstep while silently reading with a smile.




Too often, the dawn has broken the charms of the night, the stars, and the love.

Too short are the moments within your arms as the black fades to blue up above.

Hold back the dimming starlight, the moon which is our light.

For too often, the dawn has broken the charms of the night, the stars, and the love.




Yes. I loved the third love note with the touching set of romantic words that referenced his kiss on my lips and his body on my body. I laughed and moved ahead and away from my newly decorated wall of love notes, dashing ahead through the open patio floor and then outdoors through with the tray of fresh cat food tray. I slowly strolled ahead toward the tall tree with a girly priss to attract the attention of my secret admirer, who was a secret male to my neurons also.

I could not guess which male was humbly stalking me with a set of love notes and cute bits of candies like a future sweetheart.

I had not formal greeted one of my new apartment neighbors, but there was an elderly woman, who lived the old building next to mine. She wobbled out onto the patio balcony to water a set of potted flowers during the morning and then limped back into her home in silence without a hand wave or a single word of hello.

There was a married family unit with a set of two young children, who occupied the same building inside the upper apartment above the elderly woman. I had watched the two children play inside the parking lot without hitting and spilling the guts of each child on top of my old rusty automobile during the afternoon.

I had seem various shapes and sizes of my neighbors from young to middle-aged to elderly, who quickly and quietly parked an individual vehicle and then rapidly entered into an individual apartment home in silence.

I was not bothered by engaging with a silly mind game, coming from my shy and secret admirer. I had been dumped by a nice and adventurous guy with a lousy set of biological parents, who had temporally ruined my future plans of marriage and happiness. So I deserved to have some fun, before I turned into an old maid at the age of thirty years old without the prospect of a husband or a family or a baby.

Across the lawn of dead grass lawn, I halted in front of the tall tree with a giggle and slowly bend down at the waistline while exposing a pair of naked and nicely shaped pale skinned legs for fun, squatting down and slowly dumped out each can of cat food. My eyeballs darted again to the second balcony ledge without seeing a person.

I didn’t know the person that lived up there on the second balcony. As a matter of fact, the old apartment complex had been nicely sound proof, since I never heard a set of footsteps over my hair roots coming from the upstairs neighbor either.

I continued to spy on my second floor upstairs neighbor with one eyeball and as my body slowly bowed down to the old tall tree. On the second level, the sliding glass set of patio door was closed shut with the vanilla tinted vertical set of blinds drawn. Only one side of the exterior balcony showed a row of two individual squared shaped windows. The smallest window in the middle of the balcony patio and the other window represented the bathroom space which was similar to my downstairs rental apartment. The larger window on the end of the building corner was the bedroom space, where my bedroom stood also.

I slowly dumped out each can of cat food, so my secret admirer would enjoy the side view of my body, since he must see me rushing towards my car inside the parking lot. He must leave his apartment about the same time that I did, but I did not know his face or his car, since he was my secret admirer. But based on the numerous adorable and romantic love notes and the tiny pieces of flavored individual candies, I will meet him soon, maybe tonight. He and I could have dinner at a nice restaurant down the street. The town where I resided had numerous family restaurants for a first-time date.

I liked that idea for the evening, since I didn’t have any plans, reading my romance novel.

In front of the tall shade tree on top of the tree roots, I continued to dump the last open can of smelly cat food and the rattled the small bag of dry cat food. The woodlands rustled within the bushes. The cats were hunger.

My single eyeball darted up toward the highest balcony on the third floor. I saw the same scene.

The set of sliding glass patio door was closed shut with a set of the vanilla tinted vertical set of blinds drawn shut also. Only one side of the exterior balcony showed a row of two individual squared shaped windows. The smallest window in the middle of the balcony patio and the other window represented the bathroom space which was similar to my downstairs rental apartment. The larger window on the end of the building corner was the bedroom space, where my bedroom stood also.

I slowly stood upright from the dead grass with a sour frown of disappointment and then slowly turned to face a wall of exterior balconies with a stern face, slowly strolling back toward my ground level patio floor, without seeing an open door on the upper floor or a waving hand of my secret admirer.

I quickly moved ahead and entered the patio floor, scattering the pile of loose green tinted tiny tree leaves and the yellow tinted soft flower petals, returning back into the apartment and closed the patio door with a smile. I moved ahead with the dirty food tray and a pair of matching hands and stopped in front of my decorated wall of love notes with a giggle.

My eyeballs darted to the first love note that I had found on the door step on the first day of Monday silently reading with a smile.




Give me your dreams in my eyes, dear heart,

And the smiles on your soft flower petal lips,

As never a king of ancient time fought more for land and love.


Give me your thought that you think of me, dear sweet,

Within the dreams of your wildest desires,

And never a saint that I will be as I shield your love of pure fire.


Give me your body to love and to hold, dear girl,

Let me kneel at your feet, in the dust,

Following your foot path in the darkest of night,

With the star of your love for a shining light and swallow up your trust.




My eyeballs darted forward to the second love note that I had received on the second day of the week on Tuesday while silently reading with a smile.




Happy greetings and lovely pleasantries to you this day!

May courage never flee and worry never finds you!

May neither success nor failure ever foolishly outwit you!

And may you never want for a pal to laugh with, a lover to play with, a companion to live with, and a friend to stand with.




My eyeballs forward to the third love note that I had received today on Wednesday while silently reading with a smile.




Sweetheart, good night!

If I might keep your body with me through the hours of light slumber, hold you beside me while dreaming in thunder and then hushed in the shadow of my strong arms.

If I might touch your lips as your lips touch mine while darkness slips silently into the dawn.

There is no need for this brief pause of parting for my swift words speak quick and softly into your close eardrums.

Quickly come and see me, now, before the dream is broken during the night when my heart takes your heart and all is good night.




My eyeballs darted forward to the fourth love note that I had also received today on Wednesday on my doorstep while silently reading with a smile.




Too often, the dawn has broken the charms of the night, the stars, and the love.

Too short are the moments within your arms as the black fades to blue up above.

Hold back the dimming starlight, the moon which is our light.

For too often, the dawn has broken the charms of the night, the stars, and the love.




I nodded with a smile. My secret admirer and I both liked the third love note, where we would be touching very soon each other as his kiss is on my lips and his body is on my body. I laughed out loud and slowly dashed ahead with a smile, moving ahead into the kitchen, dumping the smelly cat food tray onto the kitchen counter and washed my dirty hands with a sour frown. I would empty all of the dirty trash in the morning time, before my boring work job.

I exited the kitchen and slowly strolled down the hallway with a girly priss of love and lust, daydreaming the evening hours away, thinking about my secret admirer.

I turned to face the open archway and entered my bedroom to bathe and slumber as the sun fell asleep for the night and the moonlight beamed down onto my place while getting some rest before my day of work tomorrow.



Fourth Day



The fourth work day on the same week, Thursday afternoon, after leaving my work job with happiness, I quickly parked the car and rushed down the stairwell stomping through a new pile of loose tree leaves, skidding to a halt with a smile in front of my doorway entrance with a sigh. I looked down with a giggle.

Three individual pieces of tiny white tinted paper was surrounded by pink flower petals and three individual pieces of red tinted candies.

I squatted down with a giggle and grabbed one piece of red tinted candy, un-wrapping the clear foil, placing inside my mouth. I gagged with the vile touch of raspberry, spitting out the nasty piece of candy along with some foul mouth spit onto the edge of the dead grass near the sidewalk with a giggle. I reached down and snatched up all three envelopes and opened the first one, reading in silence the hand printed blue colored words.




The wind of love has driven me into your arms, so hold me close to your breast, even if it seems a cruel hold on my will.

For while I struggle within your sweet breathe and silently scream out for a rescue of my soul, my trembling body whispers into your eardrum, hello!




I gasped in amusement. My secret admirer was saying hello through the note love. I ripped open the second envelope and lifted a piece of paper with a poem that had been written by Florence McChesney which had been entitled Remembering. I read in silence a set of hand printed words in blue ink.




I still remember little words you said.

The lightness of your laughter, the tossing of your hair.

In dreams, my heart recaptures your charm, and when I wake the dawn is a promise of sunrise on the lake.




I giggled out loud. This silly poem was cute and it rhymed for fun. I liked the line that referenced my laughter and my hair which confirmed that my secret admirer a real spy, who had been spying on my body and my actions inside the parking lot at my vehicle and feeding the cat at the tall tree for the past six months. I wondered why my secret admirer had not sent the love notes and the candy before today, but life was a mystery as they said.

I ripped open the third envelope and pulled out the tiny paper with a vertical row of tiny pink and yellow butterflies with a smile. The poem had been written by Jose Schorr and entitled To The Girl Of My Heart. I silently read a set of the hand printed words in blue ink.




If, of all treasures on this earth, I could not keep, but one.

I would choose the arms you put around my neck, when day is done.

For all the toil of all my years was only planned for this, your loving sympathy to know your loving lips to kiss.

How much has honor meant to me?

What good can money do?

What use a kingdom of my feet, if I cannot have you?




I gasped with a deep sign of love and lust. My secret admirer wanted to kiss me first and then provide his kingdom down at my feet. I really liked this poem best. I hugged the three tiny slivers of paper near my smile and my nostrils, inhaling the odor of freshly squeezed oranges. This love activity was getting intense.

I reached down and gathered up some of the loose flower petals in a free hand and then tossed the delicate flora into the air with a playful giggle. The springtime breeze blew them around in a circle, landing them back down at my feet like a princess in love and near my smile with approval of delight. I was so happy and alive with joy.

I slowly stood upright with a giggle and unlocked the latch, opening my entrance door, allowing some of the tiny flowers to sweep inside and over the naked wooden floor, also, strolling into my apartment while dancing side to side with glee and stopped in front of the forward wall which had been lined with four other love notes coming from my secret admirer.

I reached over and grabbed more pieces of tape, securing the fifth, the sixth, and the seventh love note on top of a column of red tinted wiggling vertical line on my newly decorated wall of love.

The lust would come later. I giggled out loud and turned bright red with embarrassment as I was an innocent virgin for my secret admirer.

I back stepped with a chuckle and stood in the middle of the row of precious paper love notes with a smile admiring all the old and new decorations. I had taped a love note on each one of the red tinted wiggling line between a column of white tinted paint appearing like an extremely large life-sized scrape book of love and hope and happiness of my future wedded life.

My eyeballs darted backwards to the first love note that I had found on the door step on Monday, the first day.




Give me your dreams in my eyes, dear heart,

And the smiles on your soft flower petal lips,

As never a king of ancient time fought more for land and love.


Give me your thought that you think of me, dear sweet,

Within the dreams of your wildest desires,

And never a saint that I will be as I shield your love of pure fire.


Give me your body to love and to hold, dear girl,

Let me kneel at your feet, in the dust,

Following your foot path in the darkest of night,

With the star of your love for a shining light and swallow up your trust.




My eyeballs darted forward to the second love note. I had received on Tuesday, the second day of the week and then silently read with a smile.




Happy greetings and lovely pleasantries to you this day!

May courage never flee and worry never finds you!

May neither success nor failure ever foolishly outwit you!

And may you never want for a pal to laugh with, a lover to play with, a companion to live with, and a friend to stand with.




My eyeballs darted forward to the third love note. I had received on the third day of the week on Wednesday while silently reading with a smile.




Sweetheart, good night!

If I might keep your body with me through the hours of light slumber, hold you beside me while dreaming in thunder and then hushed in the shadow of my strong arms.

If I might touch your lips as your lips touch mine while darkness slips silently into the dawn.

There is no need for this brief pause of parting for my swift words speak quick and softly into your close eardrums.

Quickly come and see me, now, before the dream is broken during the night when my heart takes your heart and all is good night.




My eyeballs darted forward to the fourth love note that I had also received yesterday on Wednesday. I silently read again with a smile.




Too often, the dawn has broken the charms of the night, the stars, and the love.

Too short are the moments within your arms as the black fades to blue up above.

Hold back the dimming starlight, the moon which is our light.

For too often, the dawn has broken the charms of the night, the stars, and the love.




My eyeballs darted forward to the fifth love note that I had received today on the fourth day of the week on Thursday. I silently read again with a smile.




The wind of love has driven me into your arms, so hold me close to your breast, even if it seems a cruel hold on my will.

For while I struggle within your sweet breathe and silently scream out for a rescue of my soul, my trembling body whispers into your eardrum, hello!




My eyeballs darted forward to the sixth love note that I had also received today on Thursday. I silently read again with a smile.



I still remember little words you said.

The lightness of your laughter, the tossing of your hair.

In dreams my heart recaptures your charm, and when I wake the dawn is a promise of sunrise on the lake.




My eyeballs darted forward to the seventh love note that I had also received today on Thursday. I silently read again with a smile.




If, of all treasures on this earth, I could not keep, but one.

I would choose the arms you put around my neck, when day is done.

For all the toil of all my years was only planned for this, your loving sympathy to know your loving lips to kiss.

How much has honor meant to me?

What good can money do?

What use a kingdom of my feet, if I cannot have you?




My mind tried to decide which poem that I liked or loved best. It appeared to be some tough competition among the seven love notes as I continued to stand with a nod in silence and softly clapped with delight of my future happiness with my secret admirer. I had definitely verified that I did hold the eyeball of a secret admirer.

My heart picked out the seventh love note that I had received this afternoon on Thursday, after a boring day of dull work for my money to pay the rental fee, the new car, and the bridal loans. The seventh love note contained all the elements of love, kiss, and my secret admirer, that might lead to marriage and then a baby and then my eternal happiness of love, until the end of my numbered days on planet Earth.

I wondered how many more precious paper love notes and colorful candies I would receive before my secret admirer finally appeared and stood in front of my apartment door in living colors of a flesh and bone male.

I spun around with a giggle and swiftly dashed ahead, running down the hallway towards the bedroom. I rapidly entered into the wardrobe closet and quickly changed out of the wool business suit into the same pair of red colored shorty shorts and short sleeved white tinted T-shirt again, spraying a touch of musk perfume on my naked body parts while exposing my sexy look for my secret admirer.

I quickly exited the closet and then the bedroom, racing down the hallway that held time with my racing pulse of excitement and entered into the kitchen space at the counter, preparing the tray of cat food and washed my dirty hands. I gathered up the tray of cat goodies and then swiftly exited out the kitchen and into living room, stopping and stood in place in front of the wall of seven precious paper love notes with a smile.

Seven was a lucky number as they said. Well, someone must have said it to someone, who must have said it to someone else.

I stared with a giggle and started to re-read each love note on the decorated wall with a grin of happiness.

My eyeballs darted backwards to the first love note that I had found on the door step on Monday, the first day again.




Give me your dreams in my eyes, dear heart,

And the smiles on your soft flower petal lips,

As never a king of ancient time fought more for land and love.


Give me your thought that you think of me, dear sweet,

Within the dreams of your wildest desires,

And never a saint that I will be as I shield your love of pure fire.


Give me your body to love and to hold, dear girl,

Let me kneel at your feet, in the dust,

Following your foot path in the darkest of night,

With the star of your love for a shining light and swallow up your trust.




My eyeballs darted forward to the second love note that I had received on Tuesday, the second day of the week. I silently read with a smile.





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