There are many wonders of my wife, wonders that escape the gravitational pull of my senses. Her eyes are one such wonder, a profound amazement in my soul. If her eyes were gemstones, the word that is used to describe what captures my breath is the chatoyancy, in French: œil de chat. Someone described this quality as the sheen off a spool of silk. For me, her eyes are the blue shimmer of the Caribbean Sea. My heart, my head, I fall away as I stare into her eyes.
-Stu Mark, July 17th, 2010
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I so rarely use this blog space for anything new and original, I might shut
it down soon. In the meantime, though, here's another redirection to the *Bosto...
3 days ago
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Love letters don't get any better than this, Stu.
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