My boyfriend has a way with words. Both spoken and written. I'll never be published--nor do I care a tiddly wink, but he is...
And he's well read. He can, not only quote chapters from the Bible...he can quote poems. A few nights ago he brought over a book of Shakespeare's sonnets. He told me he had one picked out to read to me. But before he could read it to me, he "blogged" it to me. Now, if you read it and you start to gag-- just know that what makes YOU gag...makes me, well...just know it made me verrrry happy.
(edited: Took away the link to his post to protect his reputation--which would be ruined by dating me)
UPDATED: I have become what I have sneered at.
5 hours ago