senor rubirosa

I know I have neglected my querido senor and for that I am truly sorry!

Go, Rubi, run with the wind. And remember...um...I forgot.

Oh god, the white linen suit... I thought it was just a legend! Only god knows of what you're capable while wearing it. I have a feeling that this will be very fun.

Rubi yes, I do curl my eye lashes and the Good Lord did open the treasure house to me, and there was yuh, pumpkin. It was yuuuuuh.

I can't wait for us to meat in Jamaica, Rubi. I will be there at five sharp. I will be wearing my red velvet jacket. It will be hot, I know. But the hottuh, the bettuh.
Remember when we bought it in Milan? How could I forget, it was the first time we sealed our luv with more luv. And we met Renzo too! Ahhh good times...

And leave your cell phone at home, Rubi. We will be two lost souls (and some duppies).

Ohhh, can we have a Jamaican Jerk together? I'd love to and I bet it can be soooo hot.

Oh Rubi, I can't believe I'm so lucky. Coco luvz ye.

Thank you m'deah , lovely words. I'll godspeed my love to you anytime.

23 centimeters!!! That's quite a long...um...distance to be away from.
Ohh Rubi, you're such a romantic. Cancun was beautiful, I loved every minute of it. The walks on the beach, breakfast in bed, our slow dances to the rhythm of Rod Stewart, I also enjoyed when Maria the receptionist joined us...such a lovely weekend.

Ah remember when I got lost in the street market and ended up smoking these funny cigarrettes with those Jamaicans? That's when I realised that I love you more than anything, Rubi.

How did you enjoy our weekend?

Missing you, baby... missing you madly...

Too weaks baby!! Too weaks!!!

Rubi, you said it yourself. It's nearly 6500 kilometers. Nearly is not yet there, Rubi. I'm not that far away after all.
I rest my case.

My dear Rubi,

We both understand that our bodies are mere containers for our true essence. You must understand that even if each morning my physical being is not by your side, but is instead in say, the grocery store buying apples. No, not apples but probably oranges since I need that extra Vitamin C supply... um... nevermind...

So while I can be physically be in South America, you can be sure that I am with you every morning and that as long as I will be in your mind I will be your faithful companion.
I will support you in your most miserable moments as I will share my happiness in your most successful moments.

I will be there always. In the breeze caressing your skin, in the fresh air delighting your breath, in the small beautiful things in life, I will be there to make you smile.

You must not feel pain. Pain is not good. Pain is not pleasant. Pain is painful. Pain is not hot.

You cannot quit me because you don't desire it so. Your present will to quit me is simply a self-interested desire to stop your physical suffering. Suffering which, I must say, is completely unreasonable.

Your essence does not allow you to quit me because we belong together, Rubi. We are one. Simply.

I'm glad you liked the hair.

As the members of the highest ranks in the hung society hit the scene, none step out with more class than the Senor.

His red carpet rolled out inch by inch all on its own as his golden feet took one step closer to the pedestal they all envied. To the left, he flashed his smile, bright like the most beautiful pearls found in glowing shells. To the right, he waves a slow motion pose to the flashing lights to be captured for all time. Ahead of him, he knods a humble brow to his barrel chest as they fall to their knees wishing they were him.

At the entrance of the castle, he turns and notices that his red carpet is full of diamonds that have fallen off of his back. He extends his hands as a gesture to the members for their gracious welcoming of his presence. The horn blows, the crowd simmers, and the Senor finally speaks.

"I am here. Now let's party," he states. The fireworks explode. The music starts, playing only his favorite songs and the members all dance to his beat. What a glorious, glorious night!

You're slowly forgetting about me, Rubi. What is happening to us?! Is it the new haircut?

Oh bother, what am I going to do with you?