Laura Evans Poet Rhyme

Desire = Insanity

It was everyday I would think of him more.
This driving intensity making my feelings hard to ignore.
How can he not see the passion that controls my thoughts?
If he cannot all these feelings are for naught.

It was every hour I would think of him more.
This driving intensity; my strength deplores.
How can he look in my eyes and not see the fiery blaze?
Or is this just a devious game he plays.

It was every minute I would think of him more.
No other thoughts can see the light of day anymore.
How can he not see I have lost all will to think?
He knows I’ve reached the end...mischief in his eyes, he winks...

Desire = Insanity

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Susan Palli February 5, 2010 at 2:22 AM Well put

Colleen Bono February 4, 2010 at 8:02 AM nicely said.thank you for your comments and yes I talk to my mom everyday.She was actually my aunt but raised me since I was 1.My dad was driving drunk and killed my MOM when I was 7.To me my aunt was my MOM.