mars and venus

well, mars and venus landed on the couch tonite...
trying to make some sense to each other.
wow.

honestly, how on earth (somehow there's a planet pun
in there) do men and women ever keep things smooth
between them?!

oh yeah.
they don't, do they???

we talked.
he told me several times to unscrunch my face....
and we'd start again....

he lit up when he figured out we tackled it.
it's a guy thing he said all tickled.
we've got the problem pin pointed, we've got
a plan...we can make this work. he made some
great swift hand gesture to really show
his guyish delight.

i scrunched.

looked over at him seriously and said:

i'm not a guy.

round seventeen started.

wasn't lookin' good in round seventeen....
but he turned it around wtih a hug.

ohhhhhhh that worked.

i looked at him at one point and told him i
wanted him to understand (classic venus coming
out)...

with total unclassic mars, he layed it out
dead on in a matter of seconds. he took my
breath away. he more than understood, he saw me.
he way saw me. i fell in love with him all over
again.

we got far....and we did good.

and i'm thinkin' about the dysfunctional dance.

we addressed it, and we're gonna try our best
to beat it.

we'll know when we do it, won't we?

he hugged me at the end and with a twinkle in
his eye said 'i'm not leaving you until i
understand every part of you.'

i burst out laughing.
i think we have lifetimes together.....