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January 20, 2012

van morrison.


dear love,

i have this thing for van morrison. the man’s voice does something to me. he makes me feel lighter. when i hear him, i see road trips in the summer: my bare feet on the dashboard, my left hand on the back of your neck, my right arm out the window. i look over at you and smile.

this is happy. 

this is blessed.

this is love.

i feel you smiling at me as i sing the words to my favorite song, a song i want played at our wedding. i see us dancing to it, me again in bare feet.  

and you shall take me strongly
in your arms again
and i will not remember
that i ever felt the pain



i look forward to these days with you.

love,
your sweet thing

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