5 September 1998
that summer before we were wed i played a certain cassette tape over and over. my friend Danielle recorded it, a tether for my young wild love, with Aretha Franklin's Love Songs on one side and Songs of Leonard Cohen on the other. pretty sure i wore it out.
i wanna be what he wants when he wants it and whenever he needs it. when it comes to feeling love starved i'll be there to feed it. lovin him a little bit more each day, turns me right on when i hear him say...
each of our longing met its match in the other. like getting picked for a team in dodge ball. by the cute guy. and walking off the field into the woods to make your own rules, your own games, while the others watched, envying your freedom. he melted my heart. became my drug of choice. our union absolved everything that had come before. our world would be perfect and enduring. sanctified and boundless, we shone so fucking bright.
You guys are so beautiful it looks like trick photography.
Posted by: Virginia | 04 August 2012 at 09:00 AM
You both are beyond Beautiful ...
Chels, I sang this song at your wedding. Prophetic? A matter of course in this dimension? A pointer toward oneness? Tao?
Down By the Sally Gardens
It was down by the Sally Gardens, my love and I did meet.
She crossed the Sally Gardens with little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree,
But I was young and foolish, and with her did not agree.
In a field down by the river, my love and I did stand
And on my leaning shoulder, she laid her snow-white hand.
She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs
But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.
Down by the Sally Gardens, my love and I did meet.
She crossed the Sally Gardens with little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree,
But I was young and foolish, and with her did not agree.
Posted by: Debbie | 05 August 2012 at 03:06 PM
oh. oh. Debbie. prophetic. we were young, foolish, and so beautiful it looked like trick photography. and there are tears. but i would not trade one moment of it to have been wise, cautious and pragmatic. our love saved me, created me, filled me and completed me. thank you for reminding me of your gift to us that wonderful, magical day.
Posted by: Chelsea | 05 August 2012 at 04:40 PM
I have many, many more pictures from that day, night and day. “Very" well said my sister.
Posted by: Cathy | 06 August 2012 at 12:42 AM