Idle Mind
My idle mind
sits and spins.
You seep into
everything I do.
There’s no escape!
Even now I
see images of
your beauty flash
behind my eyes.
Why won’t this
end for me?
A few months
of surreal joy,
so suddenly ended.
Many months pass.
The sights, smells
feelings are still
so vivid, real
I’ve done my
best letting go.
Knowing your near
still captivates me.
Isle of Desire.
Copyright © Adam Hapworth | Year Posted 2013
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