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In a perfect world . . .

My chocolate heart


The first time ever I saw your face, I was in the middle of singing a song at Finian’s Rainbow Room when you came walking in.
My heart skipped a beat and that was even before I saw you face to face.
I remember not even acknowledging you that night because you were quite simply out of my league.
What does a beautiful woman like this want anything to do with me?
I remember trading quick glances and smiles with you but still felt that it was just a casual thing.
I remember the way you dressed, smart but casual with attention to detail.
You were quite simply, awesome.
I sat with Billy and made small talk but stole  a look at you every single chance that I got.
I couldn’t get enough of you that night.
I went back up to play another set and basically sang every song for you.
I don’t know if you knew that, but I did.
I was singing for you.
Only you.
You would come in every Friday night with all the folks from SO and my heart would jump when I saw you.
But one Friday night, no one came in, I felt like someone let the wind out of my sails because my inspiration was missing.
Sometime during my last set, I was going through the motions when I saw you walk in.
My world changed in that one moment.
And I’m pretty sure I cut the set short.
I knew then that you were my love, my one and only love.
These days, I see your beauty in so many things,
from the autumnal colours of the mountains of North Conway to the absolute and granite-solid love for our three beautiful girls.
The first time ever I saw your face, I fell in love with you.
And I am still in love.
Your amazing green eyes deserve post of their own.
Happy Valentine’s Day to the one I could never live without.
You still melt my chocolate heart.
See you at Zorba’s . . .


  1. Awwwww…

    Yeah. I know.
    Tug those heartstrings a bit harder . . . LOL

  2. My brother,
    Once again you bring a tear to my eye. I remember the two of you back then and the sparkle in your eye when you introduced us all to the love of your life. It was a great time to be young, wasn’t it?? Beautifully written, as always, Murph. Love to you both. Enjoy your day!!

    You noticed that, huh? LOL
    Pamela and I will be 30 years this November.
    And I have NEVER once questioned why we’re still together.
    She ‘gets’ me is all.
    And believe me, I am complicated . . .

  3. Thank you for this wonderful Valentine .
    I remember when we first met.I just loved listening to you play the piano.I looked forward to every weekend . i will tell you that every other Saturday night ,you were not there and I would be bummed. I didn’t know that you were playing at the 1790 House on those nights. If I knew, I would have gone to hear you play.
    We’ve had a lot of fun over the years ! I fell in love with you a long time ago and am still in love with you today.
    Thanks for being my Valentine XXXOOO

    And thanks for getting rid of that creepy picture :)

    I love you but I loved my chocolate heart as well.
    Sarah would have appreciated it.
    Either way, I only care about your happiness in the end, hence the new pic.
    Still falling . . .

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