I Think of You-Contest
I contemplate lips.
those rounded pale things are perfect against my dewy eyes.
I ruminate on hands.
those strong old things deserve to be in mine.
I consider eyes.
Those seas of soul wash over me and soothe beyond imagining.
I reflect on you.
yet never see your focused form.
lost, distracted.
by tiny.
perfect.
details.
I think on you.
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