Monday, February 28, 2011

2.28.2011

To My Dear One,



Some sort of paradise.

Yours Truly,
Those Jolly Lions
(picture property of Erica Lucy)

Friday, February 18, 2011

2.18.2011

To My Dear One,

Rest my tired lover, and in your rest the time will pass and we will be closer to being together. For as you sleep and the night passes, I dream of you being be my side. This morning I lay upon my side with you talking. You told me to imagine you lying on your side across from me. But that is not what I imagined. I imagined your body up close to mine, your warmth against mine, and we were as comfortable as we were the first night we layed together. I am always tired, dear. But I am working harder than I ever thought needed in order to see this world with you. And in the satisfaction of knowing that I am doing what is rightfully required, I find my rest and satisfaction. I'll sleep on the plane to Jackson, Berlin, London, and wherever else we may go. I love you, you are bringing out the best in me (it's how I know we were made for each other).

Truly Yours (Forever and Ever),
Those Jolly Lions

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

2.15.2011

To My Dear One,

Play this while you read:



These are two songs that made me choke up when I heard them yesterday. They're a bit silly and cheesey, but they make me miss you. What I said was true this morning. I have a new vision of the world. We are not like everyone else. But that is not what will make me great. Me having you is my greatness. I love you. So enjoy the music, and I'll try to be a bit more creative tomorrow when I stay up a bit later.

Truly Yours,
Those Jolly Lions



43 Days come tomorrow ;)

Thursday, February 10, 2011

2.10.2011

To My Dear One,

I'm sorry I've been slacking. I heard this and thought it would inspire both of us.



Truly Yours,
Those Jolly Lions

Saturday, February 5, 2011

2.5.2011

To My Dear One,

Once a Cowboy met a Space Alien. When they met, the Alien asked the Cowboy why he was in space. The Cowboy told her that he was tired of Earth, tired of the people around him, and so he started jumping until my legs were strong enough that I broke away from the Earth's gravitational pull. He was floating ever since just by himself. He had seen the Alien fly by and thought she was a beautiful comet. Now knowing that she was an Alien and not a comet, he didn't mind because she was still gorgeous. So they decided to float around together. He would play music for her on his twelve string guitar. She would show him the stars and the galaxies and the nebulae of the Universe. They were forever wanderers of existence, and forever happy doing so. For they had each other (just like you have me).

Truly Yours,
Those Jolly Lions

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

2.1.2011

To My Dear One,

I want to try and ease your mind with a story. This story involves a Giraffe. A Giraffe who was stuck on an island all by himself. He was quite sad and lonely because he was without his wife. Eventually, an Albatross flies by. But as the bird flies, the Giraffe did not make any effort to signal him. The next day, the Albatross flies by and the Giraffe once again does not make any effort to alert the bird. The Albatross swoops down and lands upon the Giraffe's back. He taunts the Giraffe, asking him why he makes no efforts to get off the island. He vows to fly by each day until the Giraffe finds his way off of the island. The Albatross keeps his vow and each day flies over the island. And each day, he sees the giraffe just sitting and watching the ocean. Then one day, the Albatross went to fly overhead, but couldn't find the island or the Giraffe. Now birds are arrogant and think they have the best sense of direction. The Albatross became confused because he knew his directions were right, but there was no sign of anything but the open sea below him. He continued to fly circles around the spot, never being able to stop until he could figure out what happened. If only the bird flew a couple of miles NNW, where he would see the Giraffes sail full and bowing the tree that was holding it up. You see, the Giraffe did all of this hard work to dig out underneath the island and convert it into a boat. And now he is on his way to be with his wife and to be happy for the first time since he had left her. He knows when he returns, it will be joyous. (And it was).

Yours Truly,
Those Jolly Lions