At last...

My Dear,

Here I was, another day at work listing to some music to keep myself company in an empty office. Here I was thinking about you when the first thing that I hear from my radio, in a beautiful voice, with infinite calm and an almost annoying effortless note ... "at last...." in the wonderful voice of Etta James.

Remember when Ella Fitzgerald brought us together one summer? We sang along (I ruined all the songs and I am not only talking about just betraying lyrics). Many songs, many words and notes that keep me sane in your absence. In the voices of great ladies Roberta Flak, Donna Summer, Billie Holliday, Dinah Washington, ...

My dear...

I crave the time when I will be at last at home with you without the rush having to go back somewhere away from you. in the mean time, my dear, This "Summer time", "I love each move you make"...