Reuben and Cerise

(I wrote this blog June 30th, 2012)

I'm  not going to get into the detail of all of this just yet.  I actually go into more detail about this upcoming event in future blogs.  Basically, Susan is moving to Cincinnati July 27th.  I have two cats - Reuben and Cerise.  Susan can't stand Reuben.  She's an animal lover, but has never really been a cat person.  She has taken care of them for me for a long time.  

They are both very sweet, but Reuben can be bad.  He's really smart.  He's always in trouble.  He's always into everything. (I think he's an addict)  Cat people will get him.  He's really cool.  He is very loving.  He can be a little hard on Cerise. Cerise is sweet as can be (Susan likes her) and always has to be with Reuben after he get's in trouble (She's very co-dependent).  It's amazing to me how these cat's mirrored Susan and my relationship for so many years.  Watch out Reuben - one of these days Cerise is going to come to her senses!

I'm trying to find a foster situation in San Francisco.  I hope I will only need it for about six months.  I should graduate from CityTeam in January.  I hope to be able to get a small apartment by then, but it could take longer.  I feel pretty strong in my recovery, so that shouldn't be an issue.  If anyone can help or knows of someone or some place who might be able foster them, please send me a message.

Cerise was brushing her long hair gently down
It was the afternoon of carnival 

as she brushes it gently down

Reuben was strumming the painted mandolin
It was inlaid with a pretty face in jade
Played the Carnival Parade

Cerise was dressing as Pirouette in white
when a fatal vision gripped her tight
Cerise beware tonight

Reuben, Reuben tell me truly true
I feel afraid and I don't know why I do
Is there another girl for you?

If you could see in my heart
you would know it's true
there is none Cerise except for you
except for you
I swear to it on my very soul
If I lie may I fall down cold

When Reuben played the painted mandolin
the breeze would stop to listen in
before going its way again

Masquerade began when nightfall finally woke
Like waves against the bandstand dancers broke
to the painted mandolin

Looking out on the crowd, who is standing there?
Sweet Ruby Claire at Reuben stared
At Reuben stared
She was dressed as Pirouette in red
and her hair hung gently down

The crowd pressed round
Ruby stood as though alone
Reuben's song took on a different tone
and he played it just for her

The song he played was the Carnival Parade
Each note cut a thread of Cerise's fate
It cut through like a blade

Reuben was playing the painted mandolin
When Ruby froze and turned to stone
for the strings played all alone

The voice of Cerise from the face of the mandolin
singing: Reuben, Reuben tell me true
for I have no one but you
If you could see in my heart
you would know it's true
There is none Cerise, except for you -except for you

I swear to it on my very soul
If I lie, may I fall down cold

The truth of love
an unsung song must tell
The course of love must follow blind

without a look behind
Rubin walked through the streets
of New Orleans 'till dawn,
Cerise so lightly in his arms
and her hair hung gently down