How I long to feel the waves of your love crashing upon the shores of my soul again.
Washing and smoothing the rippled sands of my internal strife,
leaving me speechless, stunned at how your every word and movement penetrates me, filling my world with wonder and beauty.
As your laugh rings through me like a harbor bell offering salvation to my emotions cast adrift on the turbulent sea of my mind.
Your sky blue eyes mesmerize me with a flashing twinkle reminiscent of a distant lighthouse guiding me to safety.
While your breath falls upon my skin like a gentle sea breeze, your smile shines as brightly as a thousand noon suns and carries with it just as much warmth to my heart.
How I long for the waves of your love to wash over me again.
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