Lovers' Rift to Mom Jeans 

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Lovers� Rift (sonnet) 

Believe in timeless moments such as this
Where one by one each heartbeat ticks away
And scents so near have so much more to say
Entwined in vines of tender love we drift
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And not a breath of wonder do we miss
The air we bare becomes a special tune
Whose memory in time will make us swoon
And call us back into this lovers� rift
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Believe that never flows through this abyss
How could forever move bliss from its sight
Together we add meaning to the light
Believe and feel our world begin to shift
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Let�s bless what we believe in with a kiss
For could there be a far more fitting gift 

Lovers drift to a world far apart from this one in this sonnet. From the traditional sonnets to the modern sonnets there are stepping stones. This is one of them. It stays within the realm of iambic pentameter. It makes its break (rift) in the rhyme scheme it uses: A/B/B/C A/D/D/C A/E/E/C A/C 

What is a lovers' rift? It is a world apart from this one. A realm all their own. It can be as close as within a lover/s arms in a cuddling session or it can be a dream on some distant isle. Arlene and I enjoyed many of them, at home or drifting off somewhere. Our all time favorite was Carmel. To us it spelled romance. Maybe it was because Carmel was were Arlene and I got our fresh start or because of the magical experiences we shared there. Perhaps a touch of both. Although we liked the La Playa, we once had a chance to stay at the Sandpiper. The Sandpiper is a romantic bed and breakfast, with extremely cozy rooms. It is only a few step from the Pacific. Here is where the lover's rift kicks in. It was a clear, warm autumn evening. The sun had just set. Arlene and I went to explore the night. The sand was white. The water was clear and the wave were gentle. The stars seemed to dance on the water caressing the shore. All the light seemed to be on the dream by my side. A night truly made for us. We followed a whisper in a satiny breeze. And as we kissed soft music began to play We were gone.

Why the Sandpiper? What are the odds that at the sea shore the weather could be so perfect on that night? Where did the music come from? All good a fare questions, but not as important as the moment. I remember when my daughter first performed on stage. I could have let myself get distracted. How does she look? Did she make a mistake? Are people talking? A myriad of things to take my mind from what is really important. We can let our self become distracted. The world doesn't make it any easier. There is so much going on. Sometimes our mind wants an answer, a response, a resolution now. But now my daughter is performing, Now two lovers are off somewhere. A treasure trove of experiences that may only come once. Experiences meant for us. So. what can we do? Awareness. Be aware of how the mind works. Be aware of the distractions all around.  Be aware of now and Enjoy.

Are we ready for a lovers' rift: Vargo "Talking One Language" 

Ladies and their jeans 

The term jeans appears first in 1795, when a Swiss banker by the name Jean-Gabriel Eynard and his brother Jacques went to Genoa and both were soon heading a flourishing commercial concern. In 1800 Massena's troops entered the town and Jean-Gabriel was entrusted with their supply. In particular he furnished them with uniforms cut from blue cloth called "bleu de Genes" whence later derives the famous garment known worldwide as "blue jeans". Today jeans have become an important part of women's fashions. 

Here to give us some insight are the ladies of Baroness von Sketch Show. "Baroness von Sketch Show | Mom Jeans | IFC" 

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Now I believe that lovers should be draped 

in flowers and laid entwined together on 

a bed of clover and left there to sleep, 

left there to dream of their happiness. 

Conor Oberst