End the Haunting

Why does your memory haunt me like a ghost 
I see you when I wake up
I see you around the park
Back in the backwoods with your pretty little smile
You taunt me, teasing my heart, pulling on my strings….
Until I trip over myself
Falling and settling down right next to you
Laying in bed with you
Wanting to touch those beautiful red lips 
I’m wanting you, you girl!
I’m honest 
I’m loving
I’m full of adventure 
Covered in mystery 
Take me away
End the haunting
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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