with care

i watch people. it is a pleasure for me. i know very little about french culture, but there is a word isn't there, voyeur? mirriam webster says... etymology: french. literally, one who sees, from middle french, from voir, to see, from latin videre...

when i look up the word it seems now in modern times there are sexual connotations, but this is not what i mean or intend. i guess in modern day it is called 'people watching.' i enjoy watching people. last night during an evening at the alliance francaise, there in front of me was the most darling couple. there seem to be so many interesting things about them. i can only say seem because what do i know from looking on. first off they seemed to be sweetly in love. they seem to really enjoy one another. and it wasn't that kind of 'love' that makes other people feel left out. that may seem strange, but do you know what i mean? i'll try to explain, with pleasure. you know those kind of people that are so into themselves and their love there is a kind of vibe that says this is mine and you don't matter? then there is a love that seems to share in a way. it's almost a blessing to those who are around. i bet it has a lot to do with energy and intention which i know very little about. this couple from last night just seem to enjoy one another, kind of lost in themselves. he'd whisper to her, she'd lean in real close and brush her hair against his eyelashes as she listened closely. they seemed to really like one another. and too they seemed to have money. the only reason why i mention this is it was enjoyable to see the quality of her clothes, either a quality from a lost time, or from another place (perhaps italy) or simply what money can buy. and along with what money can buy also must come taste. her dress was a simple smoke grey/navy blue silk sheath. beautiful, with a zipper down the back. simple and elegant. she wore a set of sweet sized clear diamonds in her ears (not blood diamonds we hope). and her wedding rings, diamonds, clear, elegant and tasteful. as her dress cut just above her knees, bare legs, and simple soft leather pumps. sweet really. i just enjoyed the way they 'talked among themselves' with love, care and attention. i think that is the word that describes what was in the air and i think is a blessing to those in the midst, care... (regard coming from desire or esteem)

while writing this i'd like to think i like to people watch because it's connected to my writing, you know; characters, scene, description... or i could simply be nosey.