over me
and I'm thinking about Your eyes and Your hair and Your smile
Your mere presence makes me yearn to worship
beauty and love at first sight and this seemingly endless desire
washes and cleans my soul and makes me feel weak
over and over You leave me wanting
me and all this passion I'm feeling
like swimming in a fantasy that's echoed for weeks and now months
rain falls softly all along the beach here in my dreams of You
Your mere presence makes me yearn to worship
beauty and love at first sight and this seemingly endless desire
washes and cleans my soul and makes me feel weak
over and over You leave me wanting
me and all this passion I'm feeling
like swimming in a fantasy that's echoed for weeks and now months
rain falls softly all along the beach here in my dreams of You
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Author's Note
There’s another line hidden in plain sight here, waiting for the right eyes to find it.
Each beginning carries a fragment of its own.
Soundtrack:
Song to the Siren – This Mortal Coil
Other stories by Jeffery Klaehn
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Ooh.*
Like how this affirms: "like swimming in a fantasy that's echoed for weeks and now months/rain falls softly all along the beach here in my dreams of you."
I like beginning with "and." In medias res. Very effective here, I think.
Great love letter.
Thank you!