libez, it means forever, only longer

is it spring? it shouldn't be but god does it feel like heaven. we went on a walk today. her wearing a simple, green and brown dress we picked up for for next to nothing, in a little village south of Prague. when the owner of the stand, and the dress maker i assume, dress make say her she called us to her in the middle of a crowded street, come to think of it resembled today, an air of curiosity mixed with ensured enjoyment, she took one look at my live and told her, in broken German, to stand and wait, she then started pilling through mounds of clothing for one dress, one perfect dress, she insisted it was made for her. she would have let us have it for free but i insisted, 15 euros would buy her and her family warm meals for many a night. and besides, that dress was made for her, she was flawless and floating, even now as we stroled she was an angel in that dress not a girl. her hands soft and warm as they interlock with mine tapping her index finger in perfect time to a song im sure was only playing in my head. her dress died off in at the neck leaving it open to just above the waist. with her shoulders open. her hair glazed her back, sliding over her skin like water. i was almost jealous of it, but i always knew, i had her hand, and her heart, and the song that played only in my head, a song that had never been played out loud, and strangely, not strangely, certainly, with out any doubt, i know she was tapping between my fingers. we walked through the market and stopped to listen a local musician, he was singing in german, and playing an acoustic guitar, a twelve string american made ovation i believe, i never imagined those two sounds could come to gather as perfectly as they did in that moment. i whispered in her ear that the surpass was still waiting. she bit the side of her lip she then tipped her head into me and kissed me square on the lips, that moment will always be better then what ever hour proceeded it, she shifted back, still intimate, her hand on my hip, eyes staring past my mind, "so where are we going?" i drew a blank "what? were going?!, wait where are we?" i look around remembering the breeze and the seconds before she kissed me, "oh yeah, i had forgotten where i was for a second, and i cant tell you, its a surpass. you know that." she leans in and kisses me agian, im a sucker for this tactic, but i endured.

i slipped off her body and held onto her hand so she was left standing behind me then led by my arm. she followed and with a sigh filled by a short motor boat with her lips and a smile. she moved so gracefully, even when she was being half dragged though the city, "what are you up to?" slipped out of her lips, followed shortly by "no really, what are you up?"i darted down the streets and around corners taking the long way to through her off. she was still smiling when i stopped short in front of the theater. it was the only cinema in town and it only had one theater with an old projector, four movies circled depending on the night, all in german, two in black and white, we had seen them all a thousand times. i was still doubled over with my hands on my knees catching my breather when i heard her whisper with a little skepticism in her vice, "a movie, is that what this is all about?" i stood strait up and put one finger over her mouth, agian looking her in the eyes, follow me, and i kissed my finger, she raised her eyebrows in acceptance. we walked to the single teller both where we were handed two already printed tickets with our names on them, i hadn't asked for that part but it was a great touch, i would have to thank frank(the ticket teller/ film expert/owner/lover of this fine establishment) for that later. she took the ticket off of the counter and before she had a chance to speak frank jumped in, " youll be in theater one this evening, thats on the left[asifwedidntknow,gottalovefrank], and hurry or youll miss the opening" that said she opened her mouth as if to question, payment, or tickets, or some other trivial detail of the evening, but then she looked and smiled nervously. she was stumped, i couldn't stop grinning. we waled into the theater that seated no more then 50, a large room considering the size of the town. the auditorium was empty, some thing we had never encountered, she agian looked at me this time with her hands strait down in front her, with yet another puzzled look on her face, you could paint the days of year with the expressions she wore and no two days would be the same. "pick any seat, it looks like we have the house to our selves" i said aloud trying not to seem too smug. she saw right through it, and started to play her own little game, "well... i wonder, i mean i always like this one" picking a seat's vision of the screen was half blocked by a curtain that had come detached from one of the corners. "ok if thats what you want" i replied, with the same level of playful sarcasm she had sent to me. "you know i believe these two look pretty good," i said walking to the center of of the theater, " oh and look, theres little notes on the seats, this one has your name on it, and this one has... mine." "you dont say", she replied agian matching the playful spirt. "yah, isn't this weird, first frank with the tickets, then the empty theater, then th..." before i could finish the sound turned on, the lights dimmed to darkness and the film started turning. "hurry sit down," i said in a hushed voice. "why are you whispering", she replied at full volume, "were the only ones here." "its the ambiance... and besides you dont want to miss any thing do you?" as we spoke we drew closer together in the old movie theater seats, designed before armrests were thought to be added to a theater, until her shoulders were even with mine only a little lower, her head on my shoulder, the side farther from her feet, which had made there way on the seats to out left. my arms wrapped around her shoulders, her hands on my arms, i felt like were were in high school, this love five years old and still just as young as the people it thrives in. she leans her head back slightly to speak into my one good ear, whispering she says" so what is it that were seeing, this doesn't look like the usual, show, the previews are in english." i just smile. as the lights dim out and fade back in signifying the start of the movie i feel her grip on my hand tighten around my arm, a tear start to well in her eye, it was that kid from wonder years here to tell us a story, "after all these years you still remember", "how could i forget" the tittle Princess Bride flashes across the screen. it was the first movie that we say, five years ago to the day, "so how long have you been planning this?" a smile and a few tears, hollowing her voice. "well it was just a matter of tracking down a film strip that would fit one of these old protecters, and getting frank to agree to all this, and getting the copy rights to the film... from india." "stop talking," she turned with a smile still carved on her face and a warm stream from each eye going down her check, "you are a wonderful, wonderful, man... theres not words in any language i know,.." she passed and just stared into my eyes, smiling, "I love you" with that we kissed. agian i forgot where i was and what i was doing before that moment, and that moment seemed to last a second and life time, then she separated and placed her head back on my shoulder facing the screen. "libez," i whisper in her ear, i know she had heard me, i feel her eyes close and her muscles release, her hand still intwined with my arm, moving her thumb back and forth again to a song im sure is only in my head. "libez" she whispers back. a smile invades by face as even then i did not think possible. this is bliss.