What is a “perfect day”?

My head rested heavily on the pillow. Memories of the long day swirled in my mind. Exhausted, but content from my perfect day.
The empty tea mug was set gently in the dishwasher. My book lay closed by my ruffled bed. Sleep was calling.
A movie left unfinished, the kitchen was clean. House reset for another day.
The evening had been bustling with dinner preparations. The counters dusted with flour, pans, and spices. The food sizzled on the stove. Dessert wafted through the room.
Sunset called the evening home as we walked along the water. My darling pup ran in ahead as the city lights danced in the eyes of my lover.
The afternoon vanished from sight as pages were written, rewritten, and tossed. The book was being born.
Lunch was a quick salad break from a morning of creativity. Papers were strewn across the floor, books on the coffee table, and my favorite mug forgotten amongst the piles. My typewriter pierced the air with the prattle of the keys. Ringing to remind me I was at a new line.
The late morning awakened my senses as I sat in a quiet coffee shop, mulling over plot lines, speaking commitments, and blog fantasies.
Breakfast was a moment of calm before the crazy, my mind released all emotion and thought as I journaled a planned my day. The pup dashed around the house, energetic from the morning run.
Water gushed from the faucet sputtering in protest from the shower head. I washed all sweat and worry away, hopeful for a new day.
The sun crept from behind buildings and slowly woke up from its sleep. I smiled, walking back from the gym. Another beautiful start to another beautiful day.
My mind woke up moments before I pulled myself out of bed, my lover squeezed my hand as I left for the gym.
What is a perfect day if not one spent doing what you love with who you love.

My dear lovely,

Has another year passed already? Look back, you’ve come so far. Don’t linger too far behind my dear. The future is bright. I am so proud of who you are becoming and the progress you have made in the last 365 days.
There are more reasons I am proud of you than there are droplets of water in the ocean you love so much.
The curves of your hips, thighs, and stomach as you pursue the things you love is an inspiration to me. I cannot linger enough in your presence. Those chocolate eyes could pierce the soul of the soulless. The curls of your hair tease the wind with their beauty. Your bright smile brings joy not only to me but to all those you love and all those who see you.
Your puzzled frown when you don’t understand something and the smirk when you do, all make me happy to my core. You are the most lovely one I have had the pleasure to see every day.
The core of who you are is pure gold and you weather storms like the seasons coming back each time, stronger, better, and more vibrant. You are fine liquor, age only enhances your features.
Your mind is so complex and you are smarter than anyone gives you credit for. You are wise beyond your years. Your open mind and heart will one day find its way home, wherever that ends up being.
You are one to be envied. The confidence in your stride as you take on each day is unmatched. I turn in wonder when you enter a room. You are fierce and strong. You are one in a billion and yet you are not alone.
You love deeper than the ocean and forgive more than the sun shines. The moon guides your heart back to me, every time I fancy that I have gone too far or hurt you too deeply.
My favorite time of day with you is the morning coffee and the eggs and bacon frying in a pan. I adore the late night camomile tea with the book in hand and the weekly Epsom salt baths. I will always take good care of you.
When you drift into paused consciousness tonight, remember these words. You are a goddess of written text, a queen of beauty, the master of balance, and the heir to a world of unknowns and learning. I will cherish your heart and soul with every breath and to the beat of your heart.
I will love you until I journey to the path beyond time.

Sincerely,

Your forever love