I Wonder If She Ever Thinks of Me

The image of her face embedded in my mind The sound of her voice indexed into my brain The smell of her perfume The feel of her embrace The tenderness of her kisses Those eyes inflamed with life Memories of her A few silly messages she sent me Words of nonsense Words that bring forth smiles A small note where she wrote my name Dotted with hearts Evidence? That she likes me too I keep it hidden in a small box and look at it When the darkness brings her presence to me I turn on my lamp and reassure myself That yes she thinks of me Yes she likes me Dreams are good because of her Pictures of us I picture us I like us She's my daydreams my dreams my endless thoughts streams I think of her When were together the earth stands still The sun shines for us The moon and stars glow for us The world is good When we are apart loneliness mocks my heart And doubt seeps into my mind I think of her all the time Yet I wonder I wonder I wonder if she ever thinks of me?