Song: teen Love brought aching Loss

My emotions dance and swim as you search my face.

Oh - oh, . . .

Your eyes seem to bathe my very soul.

The sound of your voice soothes my tired, weary mind.

I would like to be so close to you,

beside you every moment.

But you won't let me near.

(I don't blame you, Dear.)

I love you more than ever, . . .

more than ever, . . .

more than ever . . .

I love you more than ever.

(This song I wrote decades ago. There's a haunting melodic accompaniment. Some words' syllables move up and down the scale. The word 'face' at the end of the first line was a trill. These words also moved: "ve-ry"; "Ti-red, wear-y" mind; and "ev-e-ry" moment. I was proud of my song. I sang it once at an audition. The man waited a long while before telling me it was the worst song he'd ever heard. I still cherish it, but my heartache was real. Next to it, his reaction just surprised me and stung a bit, as if my skin had been cut unwittingly.)