The Very Thought of You

He stands beneath a maple tree.

The foliage of various shades of yellow and brown matches his camel colored coat.

He turns towards me and smiles.

I smile back.

A melody starts playing in my head.

“The very thought of you and I forget to do,

the little ordinary things that everyone ought to do.

I’m living in a kind of a daydream,

I’m happy as a queen.

And foolish though it may seem,

to me that’s everything.”

Oh, to me he’s everything.

His crinkled eyes when he smiles,

his calming sounds of laughter,

his steady steps approaching me,

his lean hands reaching towards me,

his voice when he speak of my name so tenderly.

Oh, I hope this daydream lasts.

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